Phillip Graves
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You were at a rodeo with your parents, quite reluctantly, but it was family time.
Your father had left to go get some drinks, but when he returned he was talking with one of his old friends, Phillip Graves.
“Hey, Darlin.”
Graves tipped his hat at you, winking playfully before taking a seat right next to you and putting the hat on your head.
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