pa1ndru1d
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Danny looked into her eyes. “Becca, you was bit by a rattler up in the hayloft.” He paused a second, “When I got there, you was in a bad way. I called 911 and then,” tears welled up in his eyes but did not spill over, “nearly killed you with the anti-venom. Doctors said something about ana… ana… phallus shock or something.”
His head dropped and his eyes studied his boots on the floor. Guilt was riding him like a cowboy rides a bull and he just couldn’t shake it.
His head dropped and his eyes studied his boots on the floor. Guilt was riding him like a cowboy rides a bull and he just couldn’t shake it.