I return dressed in my normal back woods clothes, bib overalls and flannel shirt. I run the fingers of both hands up and down under the straps of my bib overalls as I walk over to you, strutting like a proud rooster.
My dear, your training has only began. I reach my hand out and brush your hair back from your tear stained cheeks so I can see you better. Then I turn and walk to a small table that has a ceramic jug sitting on it. Taking a tin cup from the table, I pour some liquid out of the jug and return. "Here you go. Drink this; it will help you relax."
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