AIDEN'S POV. The sweet smell of her skin reached my nose, even with the strong barn stench around us. "Washington." I lifted the hoof pick, pointing at the stalls behind him. "The others are Hamilton, Franklin, Adams, Jefferson, Madison, and Jay." "The Founding Fathers." She walked smoothly to the barn, leaning against the wall with her hands behind her back, watching me. "Good job, you just passed a third grade history test." I tapped Washington’s leg so he’d lift the other one. "Fifth," she corrected with a smile. She liked arguing with me. "I studied in another country," I mumbled. All my American history lessons came from tutors. "I know," she said softly. "Unlike our kids, who will stay close to us until they’re old enough to decide where they want to study." Yeah, sure. Keep telling yourself that. "Over your dead body, huh?" I groaned, digging deeper into the hoof with the tool. "No," she said calmly. "Over yours." I quickly looked up at her, then went back
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