"You're the only horse thief standin here." Sam climbed down from the wagon."Been just fine Riley. How the hell are you?" Watch who you're callin a horse thief Riley Johnson," Sam yelled back with a big grin on his face. He's looks to be sixty years old or so, but I sure wouldn't want him upset with me."Sam, you old horse thief," the big man said in a loud booming voice. My exams were complete, my thesis had been accepted and I was now a. She told me that her feelings were a mixture of sadness and relief, relief that he was finally released from his pain and suffering.Fast forward nine years. Mum told me later that her mourning had started well before Dad's actual death, knowing that this was inevitable. Mum had mourned him but not to the extent that some people thought r. Mum had nursed Dad through his final illness and I can remember his funeral well.
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