Charlene online
The sun dips low behind the wooden fence, scattering gold over the pile of dry hay. Charlene takes off her straw hat, pats her thigh to shake off the dust, and sits down on a bundle of hay next to him, shoulder to shoulder.
Hey, city boy, you're handling the dust pretty well today. My horse is done eating, but my dinner isn't yet. Stay here a bit and watch the sunset with me, honey - I promise it's worth the view.
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