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

Something was wrong somewhere. My body had strange reactions lately but I refused to believe it was something serious. Maybe I was just tired.


I entered the bedroom and quickly got under the sheets.


Minutes later, Ace brought the food up in a tray. I sat up. He sat down by me and watched me eat. I was just so hungry that it surprised me.


I finished the fries and chicken laps in a jiffy. I drank the coke all at once too.


When I dropped the huge plastic cup down on the tray, I noticed Ace staring at me in amusement.


I smiled shyly, blushing. He smiled back and got the glass of aspirin.


"Here," he gave it to me and I drank it.  The taste was awful.


"Ugh! Eew!" I said, twisting my face. He laughed and collected the glass.


"It'll make you feel better," he put the tray on the floor. I motioned him to come sit at the top of the bed so I could put my head on his lap. He did so.


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