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October Story
A Cheesy Affair
The familiar pre-dawn sounds of a farmyard — a clucking chicken, a lowing cow — surrounded Kelly as she darted from behind the parked tractor to behind the old milk house. She clutched her flashlight, training the beam on the ground, as she hurried toward the Cheese Shed, determined to finish her mission before sunrise without tripping over a garden rake or stepping in a cow patty.
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