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... before his mind did. He calmly turned holding the pouch on his left palm.
"Nothing, Mom. I’m just dusting my satchel," he said with a neutral expression.
She nodded emphatically before turning toward the well, where she began washing the lamb meat with brisk, practiced strokes.
Daniel walked past her calmly and headed straight for his room. Once inside, he emptied his pouch onto the bed and began organizing his belongings with calm, practiced precision.
He gather ...
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