My mojo
After some awkward banter and a crash course in animal care, she was left alone to tackle the chores.
Five hours later, James returned to find chaos. No tasks had been completed, and "Patrick" was half-stuck in a hole in the stable, legs flailing helplessly.
"Need a hand?" James asked, stifling a laugh.
“Little help would be nice,” she grumbled from the hole.
Somehow, by the end of the day, the work got done. Or at least, it *looked* done. Mr. Bradley, thoroughly impressed with "Patrick’s" efforts, even paid her in full.
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