most families on the frontier were born , raised , lived , and died within walking distance of the family 's original homestead . yes , some people did have solar putt-putts that could travel across the bumpy terrain of the rough trails that connected communities together . but , most people disdained these putt-putts as frivolous pretensions foisted on them by uppity city folk . if they wanted to travel to another community , they 'd walk

it emphatically reinforced ethan 's statement that he would n't run after her . she could leave his property without any fear of pursuit . it probably should have given her a feeling of relief , but it did n't . the plain truth was it made her feel easily dispensable from his life . and the bitter truth was ... he was n't from hers

now , here he was , completely oblivious to every other hue but that novel fiery one . the earl caught his arm . '' walk this way , '' westfield urged , attempting to tug him along . '' someone is approaching whom i 'd rather not speak to . '' with a rueful smile , jasper followed . they rounded the perimeter at a torturously slow pace due to the number of attendees who wished to greet the earl

mody was still not long out of the egg and she lacked the learning and experience to express big or difficult concepts . '' mody , if the fugglies were frozen and if we went in a straight line toward the fugglies , how many would we have to climb over to get to the other side ? '' asked mr. elf . '' oh , only three or four , '' said
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