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

"Because I couldn't leave my Sheridan in the hands of Christina. I knew Kenneth would be a father to him and take good care of him, but I also knew that in Kenneth's absence, Christina would try to harm him."


"Elijah and I argued for long. I told him I would not go and he told me it was for the good of both of us. If Christina discovered, she would kill him and of course, me too. I was stubborn and tried to walk away, but Elijah, having no choice, broke the lamp on my head and I fell.


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