Elanor smiled back at Sam, glad that she hadn't had to ask him. "Yes- that would be very good, if you would drive." She always got worried whenever she drove carts, afraid that she'd run into a pothole, or that the cart would tip over, or that the horses would get out of her control.
She got onto the seat beside Sam, making room for Marigold to join them.
"I hope Ted Sandyman won't be too mean," She said anxiously.
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Knowledge is just opinion that you trust enough to act upon.
-Children of the Mind, by Orson Scott Card.
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