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Chapter 241

Author: DT Jones
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“You know we’re trying to start our own farm,” he told the man.

Sandra noticed the curiosity flash through Jason’s tired eyes. Grey streaked brown hair fell across a matching brow as a soft breeze caressed his face.

“Your dad said as much,” Jason answered.

“Well, to be honest, I’ve heard that you’re selling some of your inventory,” Creighton continued smoothly, hiding his recent irritation. “Sandra and I haven’t had a chance to go to market and find our own, and I know how well you care for yours. I was wondering if we could make a deal.”

“What did you have in mind?” the man asked, a soft pink tinting his prematurely aged face.

“There’s a new barn and corral, but nothing to put in them. Sandra comes from a farming family in America and knows as much about animals as I do. In fact, her grandparents will be moving over here in the next few days and once they are settled, they were thinking about returning to their roots and starting a farm. We are looking for a few sheep, cattle, some
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    “Let her go,” Sandra said gently, but strong enough that she actually felt very proud of herself. All the lessons her grandfather had taught her over the years came into play. Stay calm, remain in control of your emotions, don’t show your fear. They all came rushing back to her in a flood of consciousness.“But I like having her this close to me,” Bachmeier said.His tongue slithered out of his mouth like a snake as he ran it slowly up the side of Sabrina’s face. The girl closed her eyes and whimpered softly, unable to move away as he tightened his grip on her throat.“What do you want?” Sandra asked with a sharp tone. “Where is Emma and William?”“Don’t worry about them, they won’t be interrupting us. I’ve taken care of them and soon I’ll take care of you. But first, we’re going to take a little ride. See that bag on the chair?” Sandra turned to where his eyes darted and looked at the dark blue very dirty backpack sitting on the chair William always sat in.“Inside you’ll find thre

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