lucy101
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Post by lucy101 on Mar 25, 2007 17:04:37 GMT -5
Paulo, Joseph and Marcus were flowing with wild crowd. Hundreds, probably thousands of people were screaming and pushing. Paulo was watching his beloved horses carefluy, makeing sure they were being handled with care. His two sons were trying to stay in sight of him, but that wasn't as easy as it sounded. Their eight horses were the only reason they were on this boat. Their family buisiness had always been horses for as long as anyone could remember. Just a week ago, they had had fifteen horses. They were good horses too, but they had to get to france, and money didn't grow on trees.
They were finaly on board, now atleast they new they wouldn't be left behind. There wasn't really anywhere to go, people were in the way where ever they turned. And who would whant to miss the luanch anyway? They tried to push their way through the crowd to wave goodbye to there mom and sister.
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