He pauses, giving the question the thought it deserves. It's not a reflex, not yet, but it's something.
"Reckon I'm just about there, darlin," he says. "Know tell me what you want."
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He pauses, giving the question the thought it deserves. It's not a reflex, not yet, but it's something.
"Reckon I'm just about there, darlin," he says. "Know tell me what you want."