Young Ian's shoulders and thighs were dark with wet, and the rain dripped from the brim of his slouch hat, but he sat straight in the saddle, ignoring the weather with the stoic nonchalance of a trueborn Scot.
We were floored by his confession.
I sucked in my belly, hoping to hide the extra weight I had put on over the holidays.
Things are often equalized by roughs and smooths being set against one another.
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