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So did my daed. ” Aaron picked up the bridle and ran his fingers over the broken end. “I love the feel of leather between my fingers. ” Aaron shook his head. “I doubt it. ” Aaron squinted. ” “My real daed wanted me to have this business. ” Gabe leaned against the workbench. “You were pretty young back then. ” Aaron dropped the bridle, moved over to the desk, and picked up a pen and the work-order book. ” Gabe asked as he followed Aaron across the room. Aaron took a seat at the desk. “I remember how the two of us used to go fishing together.
Aunt Catherine placed the dishes in the sink and ran water over them. ” Allison winced, feeling like she’d been slapped in the face with a dishrag. ” Aunt Catherine grunted. ” Allison silently reached for a clean dish towel. “If you want to be a woman, you can do that right here,” Aunt Catherine continued. ” Allison bit her tongue in order to keep from saying anything negative. Maybe being gone for a few months would be good for her. She picked up a glass and poked one end of the towel inside.
She doesn’t care about anyone but herself. Allison had spent most of her life trying to stay out of Aunt Catherine’s way rather than trying to learn how to run a home. Maybe a few months of separation would be good for both of them. Aunt Catherine would probably be happier with Allison gone. More tears dribbled down Allison’s cheeks. I’ve never been to Missouri before. What will Aunt Mary and her family be like? Will I make any new friends there? Oh, Sally, I miss you already. Allison returned her doll to the satchel and reached for the book Sally had given her.