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Post by arkansascob on May 23, 2019 8:00:48 GMT -6
I like where ya'll are going with the comments but My thinking is Claymores and pipe bombs just wont make them suffer long enough. Catspaw65 has a nice idea if you make them harvest the bounty from each other before they ate but then they might bleed out to fast. I'm thinking something like a red hot probe inserted in certain places to make them a witness to the type of pain they caused them kids. Damn I need to stop. Sure hope Laura has a good hunting trip and returns with Dakota and Caitlyn. COB
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Post by papaof2 on May 23, 2019 9:00:24 GMT -6
I can think of a way to make the claymore a long and arduous death. Leave them plenty of water to drink, but in addition to the pressure switch, put a moisture sensor under each of them. When you gotta go, you gotta go - but it'll kill you. How long can they hold it and how bad will it hurt?
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Post by spazzy on May 23, 2019 12:45:36 GMT -6
Amateurs... 22 cal cleaning brush rammed into the bladder through the... hose. then unscrew it from the rod and leave it.
Night everybody... I'll be here all week. Tip your waitress.
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Post by accountant on May 24, 2019 12:52:06 GMT -6
Thank you all for the comments and suggestions. Any one of them would've worked out just fine. That being said, I sorta kinda already had this next chapter planned out in my head, but thank you. It's nice to know y'all are areadin' whut I been awritin'.
While the last chapter was not graphic, this one is. Please consider this a warning. I wouldn't let any young'uns read it if'n I wuz y'all.
Administrators, again, if you find anything offensive or against policy, you have my permission to delete this chapter. PS. Thank you for all your hard work. It is greatly appreciated.
Chapter 36
Payback is a Spider
Jody Bay sat under a tree and rested. It had been a good day. He and Mason Hudson had made a good trade for the kids that day and he was happy that they were able to get more food that they could trade for more kids tomorrow. He and Mason had a pretty sweet gig. There were plenty of starving families willing to trade their kids for food and a promise of a better life for the little ones. It was so easy, almost too easy. It wasn’t something new, families had been giving away their kids since forever even into the 1930s. Hell, even in the 40s and 50s, they were doing it, but just saying that the kids ran away with the circus. Hopefully they could get some fresh young ones to break in tomorrow, he thought with a smile.
Out of nowhere, he felt one strong hand covering each of his hands and another one over his mouth. He tried to struggle, trying to see who was doing this to him but all he was able to see was the darkness of the night. Swiftly a strong arm went around his neck, cutting off the blood supply to his brain. Before long the darkness of the night was met with the darkness of unconsciousness.
Through the haze of sleep and drunkenness, Mason Hudson thought he heard something outside the tent as he cuddled with the small child. It was probably just a raccoon or other nocturnal animal, he thought to himself. Jody would have alerted him if it there was any danger, besides, the softness of the young child felt so good against his body.
Suddenly, a rifle butt came crashing down on his head and the child was ripped from his arms.
A strong arm grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and dragged him out of the tent. He was roughly pushed down on his face in the dirt and he saw that he was next to Jody who was lying unconscious.
“Keep you damn eyes shut, scumbag”, he heard a gruff voice say in the dark., “The other one’s still out, Spider.”
“We’ll just have to wake him up then. He’ll miss all the fun.”, answered a woman’s voice. Mason thought he recognized it. Was it that woman from earlier in the day?
He heard footsteps walking away from him and then tree branches being broken. The footsteps returned.
“Wakey wakey.”, said the woman’s voice before Mason heard a tree branch whip down on Jody again and again.
Mason heard Jody begin to moan and twist away from the whipping.
“Oh good. You’re awake. Now we can start.”, said the woman’s voice.
Mason felt hands on his feet as they pulled his boots and socks off. He heard the same thing happen to Jody.
“On your feet, both of you.”, said the woman’s voice.
Mason slowly tried to stand and felt a tree branch whip him across the back.
“Hurry up. We don’t have all night.”, said the voice.
Once he was on his feet, Mason said, “Listen, we can work someth..”
He was cut off by a whipping to the face.
“I didn’t say you could talk yet.”, said the woman.
Mason was silent after that.
“Okay boys, you can open your eyes now.”, said the woman’s voice.
When Mason opened his eyes, he could see four men and a woman all dressed in camouflage. Two of the men were working under the tarp, one man was holding a suppressed AR15, one man was holding both of the dead man’s switches, and the woman was holding two tree branch switches. The woman was the one from earlier in the day.
“Welcome to the party.”, said the woman with an evil grin on her face, “You were right about the kids. They really are well mannered. They told us everything we needed to know to find you.”
“Just take what you want.”, said Mason.
The tree branch it into his face again.
“This one really enjoys using his mouth. I guess he wants to go first.”, said the woman with a chuckle, “Take all your clothes off, now!
Mason and Jody were too slow, and the tree branches bit them again and again, making them dispense with their clothes quicker.
When they were naked, Mason and Jody both had their feet duct taped tight.
The woman said to Mason, “On your knees.”
Mason felt a kick to the back of his leg which forced how down to his knees.
Feeling the anger rush into him, Mason retorted, “You can kill us, but those kids are never gonna forget what we did to them.”
The woman giggled and said, “Kill you? We’re not going to kill you, at least not until you and your boyfriend put on a show for us. And as for the kids, they may not forget, but they’ll have time to heal. You two, unfortunately, don’t have that luxury. It’s showtime boys! Since you and your buddy are horny little buggers, we thought you’d both enjoy a little fun with each other, before we go. So open your mouth and give your friend some brotherly love and remember, no teeth because he’ll be doing the same to you, soon enough.”
“I won’t do it.”, fumed Mason.
He felt the whip again and again while the woman said, “You’ll do it, all right. By all that’s holy, you’ll do it.”
“Okay, okay.”, complied Mason, not wanting to be whipped any more.
He closed his eyes tight, opened his mouth and leaned forward towards Jody.
Mason felt the branch tap his head and the woman say, “Eyes open and look up at your friend. You, look down and watch him. I want you both to remember this with all your senses as long as you live.”
Mason looked up at Jody and saw that he was crying.
Jody felt the branch whip against his backside, causing him to thrust into Mason’s mouth.
“Come on. Show him how a real man treats an open mouth.”, mocked the woman, “Pretend he’s a pre-teen.”
The woman whipped Jody’s backside again and again and each time, he thrust into Mason’s mouth.
The woman leaned down and said, “Hmm, it doesn’t look like you’re satisfying you friend very well. Maybe you need to get it in deeper.”
She pushed Mason’s head further into Jody’s crotch and he could smell the sweat and grime in his pubic hair while tasting it in his mouth. Again and again, she pushed his head and he felt Jody getting bigger in his mouth.
“Oh, I do believe it’s working. Excellent. Now put your hands on his ass and pull him into you. Really help you friend savor this moment with you.”, said the evil woman.
Mason put his hands on Jody’s backside and held them there.
He felt the sting of the branch on the back of his head and heard the woman say, “I said pull him into you, dammit.”
Mason pulled his friend further into his mouth.
Then the woman continued to hit Mason on the back of the head with a branch while simultaneously whipping Jody’s naked backside.
“That’s it, pull and thrust, pull and thrust. Get a good rhythm going. It’ll all be over soon. Keep looking into each other’s eyes. Pull and thrust, pull and thrust.”, said the psycho.
Tears were streaming out of Mason’s eyes and he couldn’t see what was happening, but soon he felt a jet of warm sticky substance enter the back of his throat.
Mason went to spit out what was in his mouth when powerful hands clenched his mouth shut.
“Swallow it, you piece of garbage.”, said the man, holding his face.
Mason had no choice but to comply.
The woman began clapping and said, “Well done, both of you, well done. They say that it is better to give than to receive. Let’s test that theory, shall we? Switch places, now!”
Mason stood up on shaky legs while Jody knelt down in front of him. This time the branches weren’t needed as much although the woman did use them as necessary. Before they knew it, the deed was done.
“Well now. That went quite a bit faster than the first time. I could tell you were really enjoying yourself.”, whispered the woman in Mason’s ear.
“All ready here, Spider.”, called out one of the men who had earlier been working under the tarp.
“Okay boys, now I want your both to hug each other real tight, really, really tight. That’s it. A lover’s embrace if I ever saw one.”, said the woman.
Mason and Jody were then duct taped to each other and their hands were duct taped closed. Duct tape was also used to keep their mouths closed.
“That looks so pretty, but there’s something missing. Hmm. I wonder what it is. Wait, I know. You both love using tree branches so I want to make sure you have them.”, said the woman.
Taking both branches, she broke them so they were now the thickest eight inches left.
“You might want to close your eyes for this part. The more you relax, the less painful it will be. Guys, a little help here.”, said the woman.
One camouflaged man had a tight grip on the duct-taped couple while the other pulled Mason’s butt cheeks apart.
“Now, you’re going to feel a slight pressure.”, said the woman as she rammed the broken piece of wood between Mason’s butt cheeks.
Mason screamed behind the duct tape. Jody instantly wet himself.
“I guess he wasn’t relaxed enough.”, said the woman as she went around to Jody’s backside.
“Just try to stay calm. Maybe it won’t hurt as much.”, she whispered to Jody before doing the same thing to him. His suppressed scream was louder than Mason’s.
“There. I think we’re all done. Why don’t you both have a seat. We’re almost done with you.”, said the woman.
They were then walked over to a board that was three inches or so off the ground. They were made to sit on the board and their legs were then duct taped to it behind each other.
As they sat, they saw the horses and wagon with the men and children on it being maneuvered into position to leave.
The woman turned back to them, holding one of the dead man’s switches and said, “So here’s the situation. The Claymore that you had the children riding on is underneath you. Once I release this switch, it’ll be activated. You already know but I’ll tell you anyway. You move, you fall over, you even sneeze and it’ll go off. If someone finds you, they may be able to save you or they may not, who knows. Now I suggest you make your peace with..well it won’t be God. God won’t have anything to do with the likes of you, but I’m pretty sure the devil’s licking his chops and ready to give you a warm welcome.”
“Now to help you along your way, let me give you this.”, said the woman as she slowly pushed a knife into Jody’s kidney and then did the same to Mason.
Wiping the blade on Mason’s shoulder, the woman said, “I’d say you’ve got about twenty minutes.”
Through the pain, Mason watched as the woman climbed on the wagon and dropped the switch.
One of the camouflaged men flicked the reigns and the wagon began moving towards the road.
When the wagon was three hundred feet down the road, there was a loud explosion behind it. Boomer struggled to keep the horses in check before continuing down the road.
“That didn’t take long.”, commented Laura.
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Post by papaof2 on May 24, 2019 14:14:41 GMT -6
Be careful who you cross. Some of those people might have anger issues...
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Post by sniper69 on May 24, 2019 16:44:09 GMT -6
Wow! They got to meet their just dessert's after some payback. Now here is hoping those kids (and the kids from the previous chapter) can heal from there ordeal.
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Post by texican on May 24, 2019 17:49:27 GMT -6
Thanks A for the chapter....
Justice served with a severe taste of vengeance....
Texican....
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Post by 9idrr on May 24, 2019 21:41:52 GMT -6
What goes around...
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Post by texican on May 27, 2019 22:04:16 GMT -6
A,
Since 9idrr, posted after me and to keep my postings to a staggering 9, had to post again....
Now another chapter would be nice....
Texican....
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Post by 2t2crash on May 27, 2019 22:49:03 GMT -6
True justice has been dispensed. I like it.
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Post by arkansascob on May 28, 2019 8:01:48 GMT -6
Great chapter A. Justice served. Personally I would have made then suffer a bit longer. Like days longer but I'm not writing nor do I write.
So glad the kids are all rescued and safe. Hope time will heal.
Thanks again A for your time and efforts.
COB
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Post by arkansascob on Jun 11, 2019 11:56:41 GMT -6
Well A ?? Hope all is good in your life and you are just taking a break or chasing your thoughts.
Looking forward to and NEED MOAR !!!!!
COB
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Post by texican on Jun 11, 2019 15:17:36 GMT -6
Well A ?? Hope all is good in your life and you are just taking a break or chasing your thoughts. Looking forward to and NEED MOAR !!!!! COB A, Your fans are howling - begging for moar.... Texican....
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Post by accountant on Jun 19, 2019 14:27:16 GMT -6
Sorry folks...life...blah,blah,blah
Just a short one to get the juices flowing.
A.
Chapter 37
Instant Family
It was still dark when the wagon pulled up to the gate of Safehaven. Darren came out of the main building as Laura opened the gate to allow Boomer to drive the horses and wagon onto the grounds.
“You’re awake.”, said Laura with a smile.
“Yeah, I couldn’t sleep. I figured I’d listen to the radio while I waited. Rattler and Eugene are up at the LP/OP. They radioed that you were on your way. I take it things went okay?”, asked Darren, putting his arm around his wife, after she had closed the gate.
“Like clockwork. How are the kids doing?”, she asked, walking behind the wagon.
“They were all terrified when it got dark. Clarice and Don had to give them all mild sedatives so they could sleep. They’re all together with Clarice at her place. Don asked to crash at Boomer’s place so he could be close if anything happened overnight. I told him it would be okay.”, replied Darren.
“Boomer, drop off the kids at Rattler’s place, take the wagon up to the barn, unhitch the horses, then everyone get some sleep. Thanks guys.”, said Laura, watching the wagon slowly make it’s way up the road.
“That’s fine. Did they tell you anything about the injuries?”, asked Laura, getting back to Darren.
“They started to, but I…I couldn’t take it and told them to stop. It’s pretty bad what those monsters did to them. Don did say that physically, they would heal up pretty quick though with the right medication supervision. But we can talk about it later. Why don’t you head up to the house and get some sleep? Tara’s going to relieve me at daybreak so it’s only a couple of hours before I join you.”, said Darren.
“No, it’s okay.”, said Laura, opening the door to the main building, “I’d rather not be alone right now. I can hold out for a few hours with you.”
The couple went into the communication center. Darren sat down on one of the chairs and pulled Laura into his lap. Laura curled up in Darren’s arms and breathed in his scent.
“Are you okay?”, asked Darren, softly.
“Yeah. I just needed to be with you, that's all.”, came the reply.
“Was it that bad? I mean…you know..did you enjoy it like before?”, asked Darren.
There was a long pause before Laura spoke.
“Yes, I enjoyed it. I enjoyed everything I did to those two demons. They deserved it and more. But the difference from before is that I didn’t feel bad afterwards. They were evil for what they did to those kids and for what they would have done to other kids.”, said Laura.
“Good. I’m glad you don’t feel bad. You saved other children from going through what these ones are going through.”, said Darren as he stroked Laura’s hair.
“I just feel so bad for these children. Yes, physically, they’ll get better, but I’m worried about their emotional well-being. They’ll never be about to trust anyone every again.”, whispered Laura.
“You’re not giving them enough credit, hun. Kids can be remarkably resilient. I have faith that they’ll get through this given enough time, love, and support. And we’ll help them. You wait and see, they’ll be laughing and giggling just like Calvin, Jessica, and Brian in no time.”, said Darren, reassuringly.
“You really think so?”, asked Laura.
“Yeah, I do.”, said Darren.
Laura snuggled deeper into Darren’s body and whispered, “I love that you know exactly the right thing to say.”
They sat like that for a long time just holding each other when Darren began to chuckle.
“What? What are you laughing about?”, asked Laura.
“Oh, it’s nothing.”, said Darren, smiling.
“Come on, tell me.”, demanded Laura.
“I was just thinking back to the conversation we had before about you not wanting to have kids. Well now we’ve got them. Instant family without all the pain of childbirth or the stinky diapers.”, said Darren, chuckling again.
Laura giggled and said, “You’re a knucklehead but I love you, handsome.”
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Post by texican on Jun 20, 2019 0:49:12 GMT -6
“I was just thinking back to the conversation we had before about you not wanting to have kids. Well now we’ve got them. Instant family without all the pain of childbirth or the stinky diapers.”, said Darren, chuckling again.
Works for me....
Thanks A for the chapter....
Texican....
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Post by arkansascob on Jun 20, 2019 8:45:20 GMT -6
Well that got me from a howling MOAR to just a steady chant.
Thanks A for your time.
COB
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Post by texican on Jun 20, 2019 13:07:32 GMT -6
Well that got me from a howling MOAR to just a steady chant. Thanks A for your time. COB COB, It was nearly a month between A's feeding of the Moar Hounds.... Guess we will have to wait and see how quickly or is it slowly A can feed us again.... Texican....
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Post by arkansascob on Jun 21, 2019 7:56:47 GMT -6
Texican He did apologize for the delay and mentioned life blah blah so I felt the need to cut him some slack. I really understand the life thing. The only time I have a chance to even come here and read a few chapters is when I'm at work. That's the only time I don't have a life My chanting is already picking up speed and the volume has come up a bit also. moar moar moarmoarmoarMOarMoar COB
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Post by texican on Jun 21, 2019 12:45:32 GMT -6
Texican He did apologize for the delay and mentioned life blah blah so I felt the need to cut him some slack. I really understand the life thing. The only time I have a chance to even come here and read a few chapters is when I'm at work. That's the only time I don't have a life My chanting is already picking up speed and the volume has come up a bit also. moar moar moarmoarmoarMOarMoar COB COB, Life does put pressure on us, but do not allow it to control you for that is not fun.... Hey A, We do appreciate all the work that you expend bring the Moar Hounds your excellent stories.... Notice how we keep coming back for moar.... Texican.... PS: texican likes this You know you can like your own postings.... How awesome is that for the self centered.... Which I am not....
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Post by dwbscb on Jun 24, 2019 16:43:25 GMT -6
Great chapter; NEED MOAR !!!!!
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Post by texican on Jun 25, 2019 21:15:20 GMT -6
Great chapter; NEED MOAR !!!!! Hey A, The Moar Hounds are at it again.... Been nearly a week.... Just saying.... Texican....
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Post by accountant on Jun 28, 2019 15:03:55 GMT -6
To all my fellow Canucks, I hope you all have a great Canada Day, eh!
And if I don't post before next Thursday, to those south of the border, I wish y'all a safe and happy Independence Day.
A.
Chapter 38
Down on the Farm
Safehaven started to go back to normal, with the exception of the addition of the new young members.
The first few days were difficult for the children. They remained quiet and isolated in Clarice’s home and did nothing but rest, take and apply their medication, and come down for meals. Don and Clarice were worried that they would never be able to come out of their shells, but it was the little ones that made the first move.
One day, Dakota heard Calvin, Jessica, and Brian giggling and playing with blocks in another room and he became curious. Slowly, he stepped out of the room into the hallway and followed the sound to Calvin and Jessica’s room. Standing in the doorway, he saw the children building towers, watching them fall, and laughing.
Seeing Dakota, Jessica smiled and said, “Do you want to play with us?”
Dakota nodded and with a giggle, Jessica pulled him into the room closer to the toys. Soon Dakota was building his own tower and smiled when it fell down into a heap. All the children laughed and played and soon Dakota was laughing too.
When they had been playing for a while, Dakota asked, “Can Caitlyn play too?”
Calvin smiled and said, “Sure, anyone can. It’s just blocks.”
Dakota quickly rushed back to his room and taking Caitlyn’s hand, led her to the playroom. In no time at all, she was playing and giggling along with the other young children.
One morning Clarice had had enough of the new additions just staying in their room.
“Simon, Chelsea, David, Emma, it’s time to get up and get to work. I don’t mind you being here, but we all pitch in where we can and you will too. Now get up and put on jackets. When we get to the door, you’ll put on your boots. Come on now, the day’s not going to wait for you.”, she said, turning around and heading down the stairs.
“Can we come too?”, asked Jessica.
“Why not?”, said Clarice, “It’ll be good to get some fresh air into all of us.”
Clarice led them from the house and up the hill to the farm.
“Well hello Clarice, beautiful day isn’t it?”, said Martha as she came up to the fence surrounding the goat pen.
“Good morning, Martha.”, replied Clarice, “You’re right, it is a beautiful day. I figured since it was so nice out you and Henry might need some help around here. That’s why I’ve brought the older children to help out.”
Martha let out a laugh and said, “This is a farm, hun. There’s always plenty to do and never enough hands to do it. Okay kids, why don’t you come around to the barn, I’m sure we can find something for each of you to do.”
“Can we play with the goats, pleaaaase?”, begged Jessica.
Martha smiled and said, “Yes, you may. At least until I get the older children set up with their chores, then you’ll have to head back home with your Mom. Just be mindful of Harold, he’s an ornery old goat. Come around and I’ll let you in from this side.”
Jessica took Caitlyn’s hand and started walking to the gate leading into the goat pen. Calvin, Brian, and Dakota followed close behind.
“All the goats are my friends.”, Jessica began to explain to Caitlyn, “There’s Harold, and Jesse, and Billy, and Billy junior, and there’s Whiskers and Juniper, and Snowy, and Shadow, and all the rest.”
Clarice smiled as she watched over the young children in the goat pen.
Martha kept the older children busy all day. The barn needed to be mucked, seed needed to separated, the garden was weeded, the chicken coop was cleaned, the horses were watered and fed, wheat was ground into flour, and countless other tasked in and around the farm needed to be taken care of.
When Martha brought lunch out for the everyone, she noticed Emma petting one of the horses.
“I see you’ve taken a liking to Big John.”, said Martha, as she placed a tray of sandwiches on the picnic table behind the house.
“Oh, I’m sorry. He just seemed so nice. I wasn’t slacking off, I promise.”, said Emma, fearfully.
“That’s all right, Emma. John’s a big softy and a bit of an attention hog.”, replied Martha.
“David, can you tell Mr. Wilson that lunch is ready?”, yelled Martha.
“The rest of you, go and wash up before we eat. There’s a hand pump with soap and towels by the side of the barn.”, said Martha, “Hurry along now. Lunch isn’t going to eat itself.”
All during lunch, Martha sat beside Emma and saw that she kept stealing glances towards Big John. As they were finishing up, Martha said, “Henry, I think the kids got a lot done this morning. What say we take them out riding for a bit? I know the horses could use the exercise.”
“Riding?”, exclaimed Henry, “We still have that rut under the fence out by the creek that’s gotta be mended!”
“That’ll wait ‘til tomorrow. We have to teach these young ones how to tend to the horses. And there’s no point in brushing down a horse if it ain’t been rid.”, said Martha.
“Okay, but if something gets into your chicken coop ‘cause of the hole under the fence, it’s on you. You take ‘em if you want. I’ve got real work to do.”, replied Henry in mock frustration.
The kids were taught how to saddle the horses and soon they were all out in the pasture cantering along, each lost in their own world.
Martha brought her horse up alongside Emma and Big John and said, “You know, we picked up Big John for our girl, Tara, when she was about your age. Back then, they two of them would be off wandering the countryside whenever that girl had a spare minute. It was her little bit of freedom, she used to say. Nowadays, she just doesn’t seem to have time to spend with Johnny here as much as he’d like. He really needs someone to help him stretch his legs every now and then. Do you think you could possibly help him out, sweety?”
Martha could see tears beginning to well up in Emma’s eyes before the girl galloped away on the stallion.
After the ride, the children were taught to groom the horses, including brushing them down, can cleaning their hooves.
“Okay, I think that’s enough for one day. You kids head on back and make sure you know the dirt off your boots. I know how particular Clarice is with her house. Go on now and we’ll see you soon.”, said Martha with a smile.
As the children began walking down towards the main part of Safehaven, Emma rushed back and gave Martha a big hug.
“Thank you, Mrs. Wilson. Thank you for everything.”, she whispered.
“Oh Emma, darling. It’s my pleasure. Now you come back any time to see me and Johnny, okay? We’ll always be here for you.”, said Martha as she held the girl tight.
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Post by texican on Jun 28, 2019 17:29:23 GMT -6
A,
What a great chapter....
The kids will become part of the family....
Texican....
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Post by 9idrr on Jun 28, 2019 20:26:55 GMT -6
Accountant, not sure how you're able to keep your standard so high but I'm glad we can count on such quality stuff. Thanks.
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Post by texican on Jun 28, 2019 23:23:27 GMT -6
Hey A,
It has been over a week, but next Thursday will make the Moar Hounds happy....
Texican....
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