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... m between her fingers.
"So you do have daydreams like other girls," he said tenderly.
"Of course I do. I’m not made of stone. I just can’t let myself believe any of those pretty things will ever come to pass. Dwelling on the ’what ifs’ too much will only break your heart."
"I notice there’s just children in there," he teased. "Tell me about the man."
"Handsome, strong, kind, hard-working. He’d be in charge of looking after the farm."
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