Sam stood up when he saw what Frodo was doing.
"Eh, sir...."
Stacey got up and went over to the two. "Excuse me, Mr. Baggins." she said, picking Primrose up and motioning Frodo back to the table.
Beside Sam, Tennyson shook his head and sighed.
Stacey looked across the room to see Angara. She grinned, remembering everything that had happened with that dragon last year...
I hope Sam dosen't get depressed and that there's no oddball potions around here..... she thought.
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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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