Page 66 of The Valiant Knight

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When Finn found his friend, he went there and didn’t give him a chance to explain.

“You set me up!” he said.

Graham began laughing.

Yes, yes, he had.

“That’s the freaking woman in my dreams, and here you are, messing with me!”

Graham wiped his eyes.

“Sorry, Lad, but I couldn’t help it. You should be asking yourself how you dreamed about her before you ever saw her more than what I did.”

He had a point.

“How did I?”

He shrugged.

“I don’t have a freaking clue. It must be kismet, my friend.”

Well, that was neither here nor there.

Finn needed his help.

His brain was spiraling out of control, and now, not only was he seeing and hearing the woman from his dream, but he could smell her.

She smelled like flowers.

And he wanted her.

God.

That was the bottom line.

He needed her.

Graham continued to work as he was dumping feed into the one pen to feed the ducks.

That made Finn question everything about this man and his sanity.

Was he raising a zoo?

“You have ducks too?” he asked.

“I mean, I don’t have ducks. The owners do. They just let me take care of them,” he said, and then laughed. “I totally have ducks. Which is why I can’t lose my job, so don’t piss them off by saying shit about who owns the castle.”

They were there again?

Really?

Oh, well, he had other issues to worry about other than telling anyone about the Blackhawks.

A woman who said she was his wife in a dream was alive and real.