Prim's jaw dropped.
Prim: Y-yes, ma'am...it was.
The little hobbit looked down at Mith, who was breathing, but pale.
Prim: Please, Mister Mithadan, wake up!
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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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