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Phoebe studied him standing only inches away on the other side of the sheet on the line. The same way they had stood on either side of the grocery cart that day at Byler’s store. Joshua was watching her, which made her feel both at ease and uncomfortable all at the same time. Why was he looking at her that way? As if he’d taken a bite of something and he wasn’t sure if he liked it. “Joshua...”
“Ya?” He raised his eyebrows.
“You can let go now.”
“Sorry?” He leaned closer to her.
“The sheet.” She pointed. “You can let go of it now. It would take a plow horse to rip it loose.”
He looked down at his hands resting on the clothesline. “Oh...right.” He pulled back and laughed.
“Good of you to help,” she said, pushing the laundry basket through the grass with her foot. She pulled a pillowcase from the laundry basket, gave it a shake and started to clip it onto the clothesline.
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