Sounding Tradition: A Fictional Narrative

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“They haven’t told you yet, have they?” he mutterred in a low voice. We were standing next to the horse stables whilst waiting for my grandmother, cousin, and brother to finish putting the last horse in the field. The sun had seeped down right before our eyes, but we were too deep in conversation to notice. Jacob, my cousin,was different. Yet had ignored this fact to have a good vacation. “No” My own voice said strangely, but it didn’t sound like me for some reason. “What is it?” Sounding calm was extremely hard in this situation. But Jacob heard the curiosity in my voice. We had just finished a short horseback riding lesson, and it was evident that Jacob hadn’t enjoyed it. I didn’t want to push any harder, if he showed any sign of uncomfort,
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