Jason Weiser
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Appearances Over Time
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But they were full up anyway.
The innkeeper could do half the coins there and the kid could sleep on the floor by the fire.
And within a minute of laying down on the floor, sleep took him.
Shin screamed the next morning.
The stable hand shrugged.
The lame horse, blind in one eye, hunched and gray, older than the stable and maybe the part of town that housed it, lazily tried to bite Shin.'
No, I had the tall, majestic gelding, Shin looked the horse over.
The stable hand had heard that one before.
The, this isn't my horse, my horse is the one with the flowing mane and like, the racing stripe, ha ha ha ha ha.
Most of the time it was just dads that tried to drop that little gem.
I'm not joking, Shin said as he stepped away from yet another lazy bite from the gelding.
I dropped him off with you last night.
The stable hand searched his mind.
I wasn't here last night?
I don't think anyone was.