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ID-0236: Once Upon A December

The sun was just beginning to melt the haze off the fields when Taylor pulled into the inspection grounds with Grace in tow. The early hour cast everything in gold, soft beams illuminating the dew-laced grass and glinting off truck mirrors like fireflies in daylight. It was going to be a long day - again - but at least for now, the breeze was cool, and the skies looked promising. Grace shifted in the trailer behind her, letting out a muffled whinny that the blonde could feel more tha...