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"ok.." Sam said thoughtfully. "i have some old saddlepads and numnahs and maybe a close-contact saddle i would happily part with." Sam knew some people who would gladly take the exta horse gear. "i think we can do it. i know XC close contact saddles can go for a good bit of money, and together with your rodeo stuff we can do it." he said determinedly.
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"Ok, I'll search through all my old stuff and put the online somewhere. I'm sure it'd be worth a penny or two now." She said with a small smile. "But first," She said with a huff as a few of the kids parents started to show up, "Lets get rid of these lot." She said with a small laugh.
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"good idea." Sam puffed out a breath. Once the kids had gone safely into their parents cars, Sam did a quick sweep of the field which was covered in halfeated sandwiches, hair ties, a few jumpes and plastic plates and cups. Once everything was tiedied away, Sam went into the tackroom, snapping a few pictues of his saddle and numnahs, posting them on E-Bay.
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Ellie started to make her way towards her building, where the majority of her old stuff was. She had three suit bags, one with a teal outfit, another purple and the other was pale yellow. She took pictures of them, but she needed to find the hats that went with them, of what she had hid in the cupboard of the tackroom. She made her way back to the tackroom, and tried to find them in a few cabnets, she found one, but she had to look a little harder for the rest. Once she found all of them, she stacked them up on top of each other and got ready to go when she saw Sam. She walked up behind him and dumped them on his head, "How do you feel about modeling for me?" She said jokingly with a small laugh.
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Sam struck an exaggerated pose and said in a thick fake american accent "howdy y'all." before dumping the haits back on Ellies head and laughing at her slightly shocked face. "can't turn an English into a Western, no matter hard ya try." He said, still in the accent. Dropping the voice, he said "well my saddle just sold for 400 pounds, so thats good!"
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Ellie chuckled at his act and tipped the peak of the hats back so that she could see, "Not even with all the hats?" She questioned with a pout. She nodded when he noted that his saddle had sold, "I'm sure this will sell for at least $70 each, and I have a few other bits and bobs, we can see what will come out of that." She shrugged.
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"not even with the hats." He grinned. "thats great, any my saddlepads should sell for about 30 dollars each." he said. Sam thought by the end of the week they could easily raise enough money for the Vets operation on ruin.
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"It won't take long then," She said with a smile. "And I'd like to think that we would have some extra for your efforts," She said with a light smile. "Thank you again for all your help, I'm not sure that we could have done this quite so quickly otherwise." She said softly, taking the hats off of her head.
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"its ok." Sam said quietly. "and yeah if we manage to get some extra dollars for our hard work i think that would be very nice." He said. although he wanted to help uin the pony more than anything, he also needed a bit of income himself to help with food and Nero's gear and wellbeing.
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Ellie gave him a small nod, "Well, like I said, thank you for your help," She repeated softly, "And thank you for your extremely short lived modeling carer." She said with a short chuckle, taking one hat and placing it firmly on his head, quickly pulling her phone out and snapping a picture. "Very handsome," She teased with a laugh before walking off to put her things up for sale.
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