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... he green fields, throwing golden light across the hill where John and Luther had decided to meet. The air was fresh, carrying the faint smell of grass and earth. Luther came running up the slope, his small boots kicking up dust, while John was already waiting with a grin.
"You’re late again,"
John teased, folding his arms.
Luther wheezed, attempting to get his breath.
"Not late.
Just...,
getting warm on the road."
John chuckled and tossed h ...
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