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We walked to the counter of Jared’s. A young lady behind the counter looked up and smiled, “Good afternoon, may I help you?” Continue reading “Chapter 19” →

She was now asleep on my chest, my legs holding hers. Continue reading “Chapter 18” →

I took care of the contracts that needed my attention right now and moved the others to February. Continue reading “Chapter 17” →

We were walking down the old boardwalk hand in hand. Continue reading “Chapter 16” →

When we got to the barn corral, Half Pint was riding Paint around the barrels we had set up. We watched as she worked with Paint. Continue reading “Chapter 14” →

Before falling asleep holding Al. Continue reading “Chapter 13” →

I woke up in a strange room. The last thing I remembered Continue reading “Chapter 12” →

In no time, there was a knock at the door, “Come on in,” I called as I held Al close. Continue reading “Chapter 11” →