Sam lay gasping for breath. His stomach hurt badly.
Stacey:Sam!!
She ran over and scooped the little hobbit up in her arms, smiling a thanks at the dragon. Sam was still gasping for breath.
Sam: M-Miss Stacey:
She put her hand on his mouth.
Stacey: Ss-s-hhh. Just concentrate on breathing.
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Giving thanks unto the Father...In whom we have redemption through His blood, even the forgiveness of sins.~Colossians1:12a,14
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I am Samwise son of Hamfast, if by hoe or trowel I can get these weeds out of your garden, I will.You have my shears!;)
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