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"Clint, I reckon we could all do with some drinks..."
Cole chuckled as he spoke. Clint looked so awkward, blushing intensely, trying hard not to look at anyone else, especially the men. Poor boy needed a way out and Cole gave it him. He bolted for the kitchen.
Then Doc leaned over me, eyeing me carefully.
"Guess you'll be fine now, too," he says, winking.
"You sure about that, Doctor, are you?" Minister McGinley's voice is strained, pulled tight like a hog wire.
And Sheriff Cole winced as he realised he'd made a mistake even a rookie deputy shouldn't make.

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