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CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
Looking down at her Ma, Suzie hiccupped, bursting again in hysterical laughter. ‘Very funny, indeed,’ Ma said, following her daughter in fits of laughter. Tears ran down their faces. This was how Sean found them when he entered the house.
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‘Oh my! How did all these chickens manage to escape? Suzie did you or your brother tamper with the locks of the cage?’ Sean puffed as he ran behind the hen, balancing one under his left arm. After a few strenuous runs, he managed to capture or rush most of the hens back inside the coop. H
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Before Sean could respond, Lydia sashayed into the room dressed in a short, white dress with her feet bare. Her hair was dropped; Sean could see droplets of water clinging to the ends of her hair. It looked like she had just come from the shower. Involuntarily, images of the last time they were together flooded his thoughts. Sean felt his heart trip in his chest. He felt ashamed, and wondered what she was thinking. The longer he stood there, the worse the feeling got. The air in the room had suddenly turned humid and he felt his throat constricting. He had to get outside now
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