Primrose smiled broadly, glad she'd finally said it, and hugged Frodo's neck.
Thank you sir--ehm--Uncle Frodo.
Stacey, who had come over to help Sam serve stew to those who wanted it, stopped and watched this little scene.
Stacey: Well, I'll be darned, she's showing her heart here, too...
She chuckles and turns before Primrose sees her watching, and gets either mad or embarraassed or worse, both. As she turns, she catches Sam wipin a tear from his eye.
Stacey: Heh--guess he was watching, too.... [img]smilies/wink.gif[/img]
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Giving thanks unto the Father...In whom we have redemption through His blood, even the forgiveness of sins.~Colossians1:12a,14
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I am Samwise son of Hamfast, if by hoe or trowel I can get these weeds out of your garden, I will.You have my shears!;)
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