Samijo stood beside her and caught the worried look in her eye as Arlan grabbed Calvin and none too gently, shoved him toward the barn. “What are they doing?” she asked. “Looks like Arlan’s going to have a talk with Calvin. Best get the bandages ready.” “Bandages?” Samijo asked with a hint of concern. “A trip to the barn usually results in bandages.” Samijo’s mouth dropped open. “What? You mean Araln is going to hurt him?” “No, talk to him.” Samijo’s face twisted up in confusion. She looked through the window at the barn just in time to see Calvin come stumbling out of it to land rump first on the ground. He scrambled to his feet, rubbed his jaw, and stomped off. Arlan then emerged, his face stern, and marched toward the house with something in his hand. “I guess no bandages this time,” Ma commented.
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