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Submitted to Contest #298
Nathaniel Rowley fought to quell the emotion rising in his throat. Every fibre of his being longed to turn his gelding around and leave this godforsaken place. He resisted. He was no longer the trembling child he had once been. He took a slow, steadying breath, pushing back the familiar invasion of memory and wiggling his toes in his boots. Scarlett had taught him that trick - said it settled the nerves and no one would notice. The first time he tried it, it had worked. Now every time he did it, he thought of her - her kind smile, her too-re...
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