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"No." She had, after all, learned a valuable survival tool if she were truly in pioneer timeshow to start a fire. |
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She'd learned something else, too. Despite his normally remote demeanor, Thorn had a sense of humorwarped though it might be. |
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She smiled again, though this time perhaps a bit grimly. "Thank you for everything today, Mr. Thorn." |
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"You are welcome, Miss Walker." Raising his broad chin almost pugnaciously, he opened his mouth as if he had something to acid but quickly closed it again. |
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He turned, and Mariah found herself alone in the smokehouse. |
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