Date: 23/09
Time: Early evening
Location: Brea town centre
Characters: Rosalind, Old Man Cobbs
Rosalind: (...)?¡°He¡¯s here somewhere, I¡¯ve not leashed him yet,¡± she said with a smile. ¡°He¡¯s as he always is, behaving some days and misbehavin' others. Makes for some spice in life for me and Ella,¡± Rosalind said. ¡°Now how would you feel about some honey-wine? I bought a big casket to share tonight and you could be the first to get a cup of it. What do you say?¡±?
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Cobbs didn't think anyone would ever leash that boy of his. But he was happy and loved, what more could a parent want? His brows arched upward and a smile curled his mouth as the old man jutted out an elbow. "Why Miss Rosalind, I would be deeee-lighted to partake in some sweet spirits with you" he replied amused, maybe he would find one or both of his children in the festivities later.
"I'm driving out to Stob at the end of the month, so I might need to borrow Virgil from you to watch the ranch" he said casting his gaze across the faces around them. "If you need anything you'll let me know, yes?" Cobbs turned his head to grin at her. "Although Virgil says your place is fairly self sustaining".
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