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Stephanie saw that he stuck out his hand for a handshake and she complied. Her father was going to answer, but Steph had beat him to it. "Bessie is our cow," she said trying to reassure him that it wasn't a person. People always freak out when she talks about Bessie like a person. Her father nodded at Jeff and turned his attention to his little girl. "I was gonna show the boy his room, but I'm gonna check on Bessie instead." Jack smiled and Stephanie let out a frustrated groan. If she already didn't have enough chores. Her father left the shot gun on the porch and went to aide Bessie. That left Stephanie and Jefferson alone. She felt a bit awkward, but that would pass.

"Guess I will show you to the spared bedroom," she said as she turned to walk in the house. It was simple with two stories and it was obvious that it has been hand made. Her mother, Carol, was no longer in the kitchen. Leaves out introductions She thought as she jogged up the stairs. The first bedroom on the left was going to be his. It had its own bathroom. "This is where you stay."