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A Highlander For Christmas

Chapter 2 Cold, I Hate The Cold

Word Count: 1004    |    Released on: 21/07/2022

sing under my breath I yanked my hat down further over my ears and tried yanking my ja

toward the older gentleman who was standing near a rusty pickup truck. I als

looked at me with watery eyes. He coughed and dug around in his jacket. H

up." He coughed again and rubbed the back of his

save him. The kid needed a pint and some good food. The missus is taking care of him." Groani

for me, and I shook it. He had a nice firm g

ince your Great Aunt bought the place." I snorted and

d my bags and loaded them into the bed of the truck. I felt like

winter." So Melinda was eccentric, or crazy, however, you look at it. It must run in the family because I was runn

at Sheep's Lodge?" I gingerly climbed into the truck, the old springs groaning unde

neighbor who will be a pain in yer rear. It is best to either ignore her or make friends with her. I

was going to focus on healing myself, throwing myself into my art and writi

lankly at him, math was never my strong suit, actually, math was my mo

tly. She is four acres away from the Western Prop

the dog such a menace?" I was expecting

an issue with stealing kilts off the bodies of the poor sods wearing

gly when coming to the estate. Magnus is a wee pup still and he has learned with a swift whack on the nose that he is to lea

that you d

en there for years, we were a young couple that your aunt took in during the se

s long as you want. What I mean is that I would not get rid of you just because I was the new

t strike me as the type to do something like that. Now lay ye head back and get some rest it will be three hours before we reach the estate.

n and blissfully turned the heat up in the

great, something else to look forward to, kilt s

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