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"I wish I could help you around the house..." |
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"Honey, you're sick, that's not your fault. It's not that much either way, I don't mind," |
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"Honey, you're sick, that's not your fault. It's not that much either way, I don't mind," |
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"But the horses and Hunter and the housework..." |
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"Its okay, it's not that much, I promise," |
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"Dont," he whispered. "Through sickness and through health, remember?" |
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She nodded, smiling a small smile at him |
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Sunny
