The morning light creeps through the windows and the slight blond girl wakes. She slowly stretches before rising and getting dressed. Once outside she finds a quiet flat spot in the grass just outside one of the paddocks. She sits cross legged in the grass pushing aside the memory of her mother scolding her to “sit like a lady” she lays her on her legs palms up.
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