Nothing much happens: bedtime stories to help you sleep
Merry Much Happens
Catherine Nicolai
I loaded it onto the trailer and climbed back in. A few minutes later, I was turning in toward the barn when I spotted headlights coming slowly down the drive. I stepped down from the tractor and pulled my gloves on, going to meet them. The car stopped a few yards from the shop, and a man stepped out.
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