He was a fine looking man, full of life with a constant smile. It was hard to compare the picture to the wasted frame before me. Kara seemed genuinely...happy. He talked about regretting them never having children, saying a child would have given her something to focus on. He rambled and I think he was just glad to have someone to talk to. He looked at the clock and realized the time, apologizing for taking so much of mine.He had to keep the mask on for a while and we sat in silence. When he. We hitched up a yoke of oxen to pull it back to the house.We found a suitable tree in the grove we had been harvesting, and cut it down. We cut it into eight foot lengths, and pulled the first one back to the cabin. This took us most of the rest of the day.September 24, 1845We used the froe and a sledgehammer, to get a start in splitting the log. Then we drove in the two steel wedges we had. The log was long enough that it still didn't start splitting on its own, so we cut a couple of wooden. And it seemed to hook Mrs Fairley in as I got a text. It withdrew my attention from the group as I scrolled through my phone. The text was from Candyce, and it was a picture. When I opened the file I grinned, flashing my teeth at Candyce. The file contained a clear view of Peter with his hand inside his unzipped pants while standing against the cubicle to talk to Mrs Fairley. All she could see was his head. But, unbeknownst to him, and unfortunately for Candyce, she had a complete view of him. He was still thinking when Anthony said “its ass beating time” and grabbed Kevin by the shoulder as he was getting ready to beat his ass. Kevin looked at his brother and whispered “no ill do it” Anthony still picked kevin’s naked body up and punched him hard as he can in his one arm then grabbed his other arm and did the same. Kevin was now in tears and he could not move his arms. Anthony then threw him back on his knees and told him not to mess with him again. He then told Kevin to.