OLIVE BECKETT “Relax, I'm not going to massage it.”I tried to calm Easton down while he whimpered. All I did was hold his arm, really. I didn't expect him to have an injury from the fall, but it is what it is. Thankfully, the first aid kit I brought came in handy. After applying the heat balm, I dropped his arm gently. Ethan, Summer, Jess, and Ollie walked into the tent.“Still crying?” Ethan said, flashing a grin at Easton. I felt bad for my baby. He was genuinely in pain, but after a few days, the swelling would subside.Summer tried to comfort him, and Jess, on the other hand, made up jokes to distract him. I picked up the box and dropped it right back after closing it.“Don't tell him sorry. He isn't a kid,” Ethan said after a few minutes.“I hurt my arm, in case you forgot,” Easton said, rolling his eyes in annoyance. Ollie stepped forward, dropping his hands on Jess's shoulders.“Easton, I'm sorry to say, but if you knew you were bad at horse racing, you would've just said so.
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