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Strong, capable fingers htly overcloser than was probably necessary to my brsts I held my breath as he continued, his body noticeably ithin the confined space His cologne onceme sneeze

"Achoo!" I blew, and hay flew

In a ro, a sneeze one could write sonnets about In the life of Viv Franklin, it was powerful enough to scatter chickens

His hands left my shoulders and he exited the barn

I followed "So, what exactly do you do here, Hank?"

"I take care of the aniot that But is that like daily? Twice daily?" I asked, still hurrying after hi up into the cab He was a man of feords And pecs you could cut your teeth on Yes, please

"Depends?" I asked, slowing down and trying to recover a little bit of ue

"Yeah, it depends I’ll be back later today, going to ride Paula"

Who was Paula, and howto be ridden by Cowboy Hank?

"Paula?" I asked,

"The mare I took Paul out yesterday, so it’s Paula’s turn"

"The horses’ na an eyebrow "Who the hell ca his own eyebrow It was a strong eyebroondered what else he could raise with that eyebrow

"Those are great nareat"

He just nodded his head and started the truck "Stay out of the barn"

Stor "idjit" every time this sonofabitch was around I was determined to make a better impression the next tis to do

I needed to call reeting