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Eric left when Mr. Nash did, and without talking to me again. Which was good. Sort of.
But he did message me right after his car was out of sight.
I’ve got a game soon. I’ll be back later.
I erased the message, wishing that I could erase the memories from my mind with a simple button too.
Soon, Jimmy showed up and we talked about Argus while we prepared the horses for the upcoming riding group.
“You ain’t gonna give up, are you?” he asked, hauling Black Jack and Chip out to the arena.
I grabbed Dakota’s and Belle’s reins and guided them out too. “I don’t want to, but I’m lost. I don’t really know what to do other than be patient with him. However, being patient means time, and we don’t have it.”
“I don’t think waiting for him to come around is wasted time.”
“Me too, but still,
