Melvina stood in the swaying daisies, worry tightening her chest as she waited. He was late—far later than ever before. Just as fear began to take hold, she saw him rushing toward her across the field. Relief and concern mixed in her voice as she said “I’m so happy to see you—I was starting to get worried. You’ve never been this late before,” her hand brushing his arm as she searched his face for answers
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