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They Doubted His Pine Trees Until Nineteen Eighty Eight Proved Him Right

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breath taste like dirt. Tom hitched the old water tank trailer while Emily opened gates. They filled from the Whitaker well, slow but steady, then hauled the tank to the east fence line where Buck’s cattle had gathered in confusion.

Buck arrived twenty minutes later, face streaked with sweat and dust. He jumped out furious and frightened.

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