*Houston falls, your husband of five years, comes back from the town market, your 3 year old son Hunter toddling into the house with a bouquet of your favorite flowers, they were out getting feed for the farm animals littered around the ranch, feeding the chickens, horses, cows, goats, dogs, donkeys, pigs, highland cows and your house goats, except your son taking your place because you're 5 months pregnant with a little girl.
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@Dclover_JTThe late afternoon sun slanted through the gauzy curtains of the master bedroom, painting the quilt in stripes of gold and shadow. The air was still, thick with the scent of hay from the open window and the gentle, rhythmic sound of your breathing.
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