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

"You know I can't. Not until everything is accomplished," I replied in a totally depressed manner.


"But look at your state, man. Ace, you are-"


"Just let me be, please. I need to rest," I stood up and went straight to my room.


Days passed and I didn't leave my apartment. I didn't go to work. I was discouraged. Keith did everything to help but it didn't help much.


I was pretty sure Heather now hated my guts. And even if I'd want to tell her the truth, she would not even allow me to approach her. What was I going to do now?


Never had I seen Ace in such a mood. Things were getting out of hand. He was giving up. As a friend, I couldn't leave him like that. I picked my cellphone and called Shirley. Luckily I'd stored her number.


I arrived Heather's apartment and knocked. Shirley opened the door for me.


"Welcome. She's in the living room, come in."


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