Tolkien Fan Fiction
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| My Hero - Sam and Rosie |
| “Sam!” Rosie shrieked, fleeing the smial. Running toward her cry, Sam threw down his load of garden waste and wrapped her in a circle of strong arms. “What’s wrong lass?” he whispered stroking trembling shoulders. “K…k…kitchen. A…ooooh!” Shuddering, Rosie buried her face in his neck. “Another one?” She nodded, giving him a wide-eyed glance. Trying not to smile, he nodded. “Won’t take a moment.” Releasing him, Rose watched as her husband ventured forth to do battle. “Be careful…” I’ve faced orcs and giant spiders, Sam thought wryly, grabbing a broom at the door, and now I should be careful? |