Finished 23:11. And I now know how to play Shithead. Still haven't done my essay, though.
Raven was out in the garden, reading, when the horse
trotted past, Blue clinging to its neck. There was no saddle on the horse, and
Blue was barely staying on. Raven considered leaving him as he was, and perhaps
laughing at his misfortune when he fell off, but he didn’t want to deal with
Blue’s sulking afterwards. He set his book down, saving the page, and made his
way over to Blue. “Would you like me to teach you to ride?” he asked.
“I’m not going to like it,” replied Blue, “but I think
that may be the better option.”
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