watching after Tiffany takes up a lot of work Note to self; she’s going to get her way The sound of the horse trotting on the forest floor is what snaps me out of my thoughts it’s not a startling sound just a reminder i need to focus Tiff hops off her trusty horse who she named willow and onto the ground straight into mud a long sigh escapes my lips Tiff, youre dirtying your dress my gaze shifts onto her freshly washed dress “Oops” she giggles “sorry!” one thing is that shes not sorry
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