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me. We'd already made three days there and honestly, at my age, I was qu

yer on the other hand was still as cold and rude with me. I avoi

breakfast my dad and uncle ken decided to ha

a come too?" U

replied

w that we'd be

" I a

ly. We wanna eat good meat t

still coming,"

m my wife. That's what we'd be eating

ka

use and straight

Chri

to me wit

nning in the house?" she

sorry. I won't

your bad manners along when

h

her, intimid

taring, you idiot! What did you

the foo

y?" she sighed. "G

ost. She'd heard her mother scold me. She had a satisfied little smirk on and then to my sur

humiliated. Why had aunt Christina insulted me

corridor, I met with Heath

ed. Were you crying?" she

forced a smile.

the basket. "What's

ing with uncle

mile

means we w

gue

I will see you

mor

om hunting at about nine in the

'll play tomorrow," I r

ooked at her go. As if knowing I was watching her, she turned an

et my dad an