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... breathing heavily in strain.
Glancing at Lasly and her kids, who were all on the wagon alongside the several layers of stacks of goods, I wondered if I should say anything or not.
Had they not noticed the several broken carts and wagons, abandoned on the side of the road we were on? They’d be joining them soon if they weren’t careful.
At least her husband was not on the cart too, but walking in front of the donkeys guiding them. But something told me it’d not matter.
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