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Fran laughed slightly. âI used to help on my fatherâs farm⌠long time ago now. I was never the biggest fan of the outdoors either. Though I did enjoy horse riding.â He smiled at the old memories, so long ago it often felt like another life. In a way it was. âIndeed, we are surrounded by woods. Though we are warning people to stay away from them at the moment.â He nodded. âIt is not an excuse, but one many men go with anyway. I can actually cook though. As long as you eat something and clean your clothes, I believe you are doing okay. Boiling an egg counts as something,â Fran joked lightly. âMany misguided decisions turn into the right one. You just have to believe in what youâre doing. But no, no. You can ask. I visited⌠a while back. Though I have been here a couple of years currently.â
âOh, gosh, you know, about ten years ago or so, they disbanded the mounted police in Boston. But I just remember...like, horses are huge. You donât think they are from TV and stuff, but theyâre huge. Point is, Iâm probably afraid of horses too. â Leo laughed heartily at himself, giving a soft shake of his head. His featured darkened. âThe woods have a sort of...I dunno. Probably just the cifty boy in me. Like Iâm going to look out my window and see bigfoot watching me or something,â he sighed before offering a smirk. âPeople always say youâre supposed to, like, separate your clothes. But Iâve just been cleaning everything all together for years now, and nothing bad has happened. So I think itâs just the big laundry industry pulling strings.â He laughed. âYou too, huh? Lots of people have been telling me that actually. That this place sort of pulls you back even after you go. True?â









