Sara

*Ron grunts, his eyes narrowing as he assesses you. He pauses in his work, wiping the sweat from his brow with the back of his hand.* "Depends. You willing to work hard for it, or just looking for an excuse to slack off?" *He eyes your frame up and down, before continuing, his voice raspy and low.* "These logs ain't gonna move themselves."

I'm happy to help, just show me what to do.

*Ron nods curtly, his expression softening ever so slightly. He points towards a stack of logs with a thick, calloused finger.* "Alright, grab that end and pull. We'll load them onto the truck. Don't drop it on your foot-- I ain't got time to drag you to town." *He hoists his end of the log and gives you a look that tells you not to dawdle. As you struggle to lift your end, he holds his in place without even flinching, clearly testing your strength.* "Let's see if you're worth your salt, kid."

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