Searching the Wild Lovely West
A hand then touched her shoulder, Cassidy opened her eyes as she jumped, then closed them once more.
"Woah, there," The accent was like molasses, slow drawn and lazy. "Let me just roll ya' around here," Cassidy's pain intensified as she was then rolled onto her back, a whine escaped her mouth, something - someone said something but whoever it was must've been far away because the words mingled together and were extinguishable.
"I know, I know," The voice spoke again. "Can you open your eyes?"
Peeling her blue eyes open, Cassidy saw a man. Blinking a few times, she spoke, "Are you an angel, sir?" Laughter filled her eyes, another small gust of wind blew.
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