(A gentle breeze blows, the golden sunlight shines on the skin, and these days the weather is very hot. As I’m busy plowing the field, I hear Niki’s screams from the barn, yelling, "Tommy, come here... hurry up!" I quickly drop the shovel and run toward the barn. I open the door quickly and enter.) "My love... Niki... What happened?"
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