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

"Yes. I know," I replied lowly, feeling my eyes begin to prickle, "Now, answer me."


My heart was palpitating. I didn't even realise when I started smiling. I felt drowsy all of a sudden.


My eyes prickled and I gulped, feeling ever so nervous.


Before I could say anything else, Heather literally threw herself at me. Sobbing and kissing me all over the face. I didn't know how to react at first but when she put her lips on mine, I snapped out of it.


Heather started kissing me and I immediately gave in, wrapping my arms tight around her. She held on to me, kissing me with a passion that sent shivers down my spine. I kissed her back with the same craving and passion. Goosebumps covered my skin and I felt like it was our first kiss.


Now she was missing me, Sheridan Wesley, and not Ace Stonewall.


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