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Had she answered him? Or had she just stood there, mute? She couldn’t remember

But here she was, standing all alone in front of an abandoned barn

Fool that she was

There would be hell to pay if she got caught

She stepped forward, her brown oxford heels crunching on tiny stones on the road The barn looht on the fishhook ; fallen boards lay scattered

Elsa hugged herself as if she were cold, but in truth she was uncomfortably warm

How long did she stand there? Long enough to begin to feel sick to her stoine She turned, saw a pair of headlights co down the road

Elsa was so shocked she couldn’t move

He was driving too fast, being reckless Gravel spit out froah

He must have jumped on the brake, because the truck fishtailed to a stop Dust rose up around him

Rafe ju, producing a bouquet of purple and pink flowers

“Y-you brought me flowers?”

He reached into the cab and produced a bottle “And soin!”

Elsa had no idea how to respond to either

He handed her the flowers She looked into his eyes, and she thought, This She would pay any price for it