Sam sighed deeply. He looked up at Frodo's face from his place on his knees, hoping that he was seeing his friend come back to himself.
Sam: *mumbling* I'm sorry, Mister Frodo. I didn't mean to confuse you or make anything harder. If you go...then you will not go without me.
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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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