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Of course Peter wondered if she meant his horse, but maybe it was just a coincidence. Gemstone names were fairly popular. Although Jules never mentioned already knowing another Sapphire.
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"Oh? Interesting" They said bye and she walked with her stallion back toward the stabling arena to get ready to leave.
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Peter watched until Jules and Trouble went out of shot. Was it the last he'd see of them?
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She handed him to Alora and sat on the tack trunk, she was so tired and hot she wanted to pass out in the middle of the aisle.
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Peter's attention drifted from the television as he continued to wonder if Jules really had been talking about his mare. He couldn't exactly ask her though.
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"You need to say sorry to him" Alora told her and she sighed, mentally agreeing. "Ya your right, im going now be ready when im back ok?" Alora agreed and she started toward her truck and got in. She turned into Peters driveway and leaned her head back, "When did I ever fall so hard for a man" she sighed again.
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Peter was surprised when Barney went to the window. Was there somebody out there? Peter blinked as he noticed a familiar looking truck. "Jules?!"
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She sighed for the third time and opened the truck and closed it quietly, she walked toward the door and knocked.
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Peter carefully got up and headed to the door. He wasn't sure whether he should be pleased to see her. Was she planning to take Sapphire? He couldn't lose the mare as well.
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She leaned her head back on the pilar that held up the structure of the house, her hair was not in a ponytail anymore and just fell against her back. She didn't know to expect yelling, angry, or kindness.
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