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Francis rubbed her arm. Landon frowned. "What was it?" *** "Of course!" she said. "Why would I decline?"
He squinted at her, trying to stop a smile from crossing his face. "Is that mine?"
She laughed. "I like that. And there are wildflowers," she said, her eyes drifting. "And the sky is blue, but there are still perfect, white clouds."
Landon looked at her strangely, but said nothing. "Okay," Francis replied quietly. "It's okay." *** "Sounds good!"
He nodded proudly. "Yep!"
She took his hand again. "What else about the house?"
Francis held her hand firmly. He looked tired, as if he hadn't slept much. He glanced up at them, but didn't say a word. *** She nodded. "I...
"Okay," he said. "I'm just gonna sit here."
She grinned. "Does it?"
He followed, his arms crossed. *** "Sounds good. What time?"
He nodded. " Me too."
She shrugged. "Never tried."
He nodded. "Thank you." *** She sighed. "If you say so."
He nodded. "Yep."
"A blue house," she said. "With a garden."
He nodded, his eyebrows furrowing. "Okay." *** "Like a sweater?" she asked. "You don't have to pay me. It's okay."
He smiled. "Love you more."
She crossed her arms thoughtfully. "I dunno about that one. What do you think?"
He sighed. "Alright." *** "Hmm. I can try."
He nodded. "Definitely!"
