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She glared at him defiantly. “I can do this, Z,” she replied. “I’ve been doing it for years. I’m fine.”
“I’ll do that later,” she told him, leaning her back against the machine to push it forward. “I gotta get this done before sundown.”
She took her position behind one of the mills, beginning to push it. “Look! I’m fine.”
She shook her head stubbornly. “No. I’ve got it,” she said, heading towards one of the rows.
She shocked her head, standing up. “No,” she insisted. “Z, they’re really heavy and really finicky. You don’t want to work with them.”
She sat up, looking anxious again. “What? No, Z,” she said, shaking her head. “I can do it.”
Her eyes fluttered open and she looked up at him, looking very tired. “That one is really hard,” she admitted. “But I just need practice.”
She made a small little noise, trying to focus. “On course,” he would hear her murmur. “On course, Juniper. On course...”
She didn’t know if she was making progress, but she felt it, burying her fingers in the dirt with a small noise of concentration.
She seemed intrigued, sitting back on her legs thoughtfully as she considered this. “Just like that,” she murmured before nodding and closing her...
She joined him, nodding. “Yes,” she replied, looking up at him.
She looked up at him, her eyes wide. “Could you teach me now?”
“Way easier,” she admitted with a small laugh. “It’d change everything.”
She seemed shocked. “Really? That’s be amazing...”
She beamed at him, tilting her head playfully. Her hair was still wet from the sprinklers. "I'm so glad," she told him quietly, her ears...
She seemed incredibly relieved, nodding to herself. "Good. I thought you might, but I know it might be a little overwhelming..."
This seemed to be a huge relief to her and her shoulders slumped as she turned and kissed the palm of his hand. "You do? You're not just saying...
Her gaze flickered back up to him and she grinned at him, leaning into his touch. "Do you like them?" she asked tentatively, watching him...
She blinked in surprise before reaching up to plant a soft peck on his cheek. "That might be difficult," she mused, her hands on her hips. "But...
She looked over her shoulder and her eyes brightened as she saw him, dimpling at him. "You're back," she said affectionately, coming over to...
