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Landon looked at the kneeling line of leather and steel and weathered faces. For the first time in weeks, something other than confusion filled his expression.
“Did he… talk about me?” he asked.
Duke’s mouth twitched into the smallest smile. “Every single ride.”
A quiet chuckle moved through the kneeling men.
“Said you beat him at checkers. Said you were braver than he ever was.” Duke tilted his head. “Said you hated mustard.”
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