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XCV. Lope (62)
Frida gazed longingly out a large bay window of her friend Genevieve's home. A couple of Gene's horses loped comfortably around their large paddock, almost completely in sync with one another.
"Those two do that all the time!" Gene said happily, "It's silly...so-" She sat down across from Frida, passed her friend a mug of hot chocolate, and asked eagerly. "Have you found out what you're having?"
Frida said "Thank you", and sipped her drink. "Mal knows, but I want it to be a surprise."
"What?! Awwww..." Gene slumped over, "Now it'll be twice as tough shopping for you."
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