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

"More than that! All I can say is she knows how to treat a man," I smirked at them.


"Innocent, huh? I had a few relationships in the past, during my highschool and university years, but no girl, none, made me feel the way Heather does."


"Why should I lie? Heather is the only chick that's given me so much pleasure that my eyes roll back into my head when I'm with her," I laughed.


"Jeezzz! Never judge a book by it's cover!"


"Man can't you give us more details?" They both complained.


I slept very well that night. I got up early the next day and washed the dishes. I was done when max walked in, in his office wear and a briefcase in his hand.


"Hey," we gave each other our handshake.


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