I'm Sheridan Wesley. I'm eleven years old. I've always lived with my dad. He's the only person I've got. He loves me and I love him too. But soon our lives changed. Mine especially.


It was a sunny day in Blueville, a rural small town not far away from Tennessee. The kind of place where everyone knew everyone. My dad was one of the most popular and well-liked people of Blueville. He owned vast land and a big ranch.

I always loved working with him. I loved the farm life. I knew how to ride horses, milk cows, make butter, plant seeds and harvest crops. I was well loved by all my dad's employees and well known too by the people of the town. I was the little boy who always gave a helping hand.

The Last Laugh

"Oh my gosh!" I exclaimed. Shirley burst out laughing.


"Oh no! It's all your fault!" I laughed and threw a pillow at her. She laughed.


"Oh gosh, how will I face him tomorrow??"


My relationship with Heather had really changed and I had to admit it hurt.


After the quarrel we had the night she was packing out, the next Monday, she still spoke to us. Heather was a golden child. I actually loved her very much.


I stayed the whole night thinking. I came up with an idea. I was gonna invite her for a little family fun amongst ourselves. Only three of us. I had to try and get us all close together again.


I decided that the next day I'd tell both my girls about it. It would be a great opportunity.


The next day, we were Friday morning. I finished what I had to type for Heather and went to give it to her.


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