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>"Why, of course, darlin'!" Aunt Ellie beamed, turning to look up at Grace's window. "Go on, sweetie, go have yourself some fun! You need to make a new friend!"
>Up in her window, Grace's mouth dropped open. She wanted to scream, but no sound came out. Instead, she just stood there, her body a frozen tableau of sheer, silent panic.
>The universe, it seemed, was determined to make her life a living, breathing, mud-spattered nightmare.
>Grace, still a silent statue of dread, watched as Aunt Ellie gave her a final, beaming smile and a gentle wave, as if sending her off on a pleasant picnic rather than to a social encounter with a hillbilly sterotype .
>There was no escape. She slowly backed away from the window, her heart pounding a frantic rhythm against her ribs. She took a deep breath, mentally preparing herself for the inevitable. This was it. The moment she had to face her fears, or at least, the person who caused them.
>Downstairs, she could hear Aunt Ellie’s voice, a little softer now, talking to Billie.
>"Oh, she's just a tad shy, bless her heart. Been cooped up in the city for so long she ain't used to all this fresh air and good company."
>Grace walked to the front door as if in a trance, her hand slowly turning the knob. The door swung open to reveal the smiling, slightly unnerving faces of Aunt Ellie and Billie. Billie's grin was even wider in person, revealing a missing front tooth that seemed to wink at her.
>"Howdy again, city gal!" Billie said, her voice a low rumble. "Reckon we got some talkin' to do."
>Aunt Ellie, seemingly oblivious to Grace's palpable terror, gently nudged her forward. "Now, you two go on and have some fun. Make sure you're back for supper, Billie! Y'all need to get to know each other!"
>"Why, of course, darlin'!" Aunt Ellie beamed, turning to look up at Grace's window. "Go on, sweetie, go have yourself some fun! You need to make a new friend!"
>Up in her window, Grace's mouth dropped open. She wanted to scream, but no sound came out. Instead, she just stood there, her body a frozen tableau of sheer, silent panic.
>The universe, it seemed, was determined to make her life a living, breathing, mud-spattered nightmare.
>Grace, still a silent statue of dread, watched as Aunt Ellie gave her a final, beaming smile and a gentle wave, as if sending her off on a pleasant picnic rather than to a social encounter with a hillbilly sterotype .
>There was no escape. She slowly backed away from the window, her heart pounding a frantic rhythm against her ribs. She took a deep breath, mentally preparing herself for the inevitable. This was it. The moment she had to face her fears, or at least, the person who caused them.
>Downstairs, she could hear Aunt Ellie’s voice, a little softer now, talking to Billie.
>"Oh, she's just a tad shy, bless her heart. Been cooped up in the city for so long she ain't used to all this fresh air and good company."
>Grace walked to the front door as if in a trance, her hand slowly turning the knob. The door swung open to reveal the smiling, slightly unnerving faces of Aunt Ellie and Billie. Billie's grin was even wider in person, revealing a missing front tooth that seemed to wink at her.
>"Howdy again, city gal!" Billie said, her voice a low rumble. "Reckon we got some talkin' to do."
>Aunt Ellie, seemingly oblivious to Grace's palpable terror, gently nudged her forward. "Now, you two go on and have some fun. Make sure you're back for supper, Billie! Y'all need to get to know each other!"
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