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Thirteen
We don’t meet people by accident. They meant to cross our path for a certain reason. You might not know but it was a carefully laid out plan by Him. No one enters your life without His permission. It is all meant to be a lesson.
His question made me baffled. I lost sight of where we were going, the next thing I knew the horse was frantic. I tried to kick its side and make consoling sounds but none work. The shouting of the man in my back was overpowered by my nervousness.
In seconds, Mikhail and I hit the ground hard.
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