“See?” Jane turned her ipad around and handed it to Marg. “You wouldn’t believe how many sheep and goats there were in Mongolia. I swear every time I turned around there were more. What I went there to see were yaks. I saw a few, but no where near as many as the sheep. I wish I’d gone to France with you instead. At least then I could have gotten away from the livestock.”
“Really?” Marg grabbed her own ipad and selected a picture. She handed her ipad to Jane.
“Oh you poor thing. At least in Mongolia they couldn’t block the road.”
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