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I went to the back of the truck and got the big ball of twine we would use to tie the bales. Emily spoke from behind the hair that had fallen over her face, "Please, I've got to get back, there are cakes in the oven and they'll burn, I just want to go, please let me go She started trying to shout through the gag again, trying to make him stop, pleading incoherently. Still, I could feel there was something in the way our eyes met that made me know she liked being with me.
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Description: Our eyes met and we smiled at each other. Join us today, its free! Charlie stood at the open barn door and smiled at me, sitting in the truck. The bales of hay stacked around seemed to deaden all sound.
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