Hell, I could live with it though.No matter where I'd slept, Maybel had another hellacious breakfast waiting for me the next morning, and she also had...a request."Mr Jefferson, do you have a plow I could use to turn up a garden spot? I could do my own canning and preserving if we had a little patch to raise a few things," she said."I'm not about to let you take time away from the kitchen to plow up a garden, but if you want one I'll hire somebody to do the plowing for you and to help you in any. He was sick and tired of that McClellan saddle that Striking Snake had given him, so he hitched his horse to the tailgate of the wagon and climbed into the driver's seat after pulling out his rifle and extra ammunition.He flipped the reins to start the mules in motion and whistled to the dogs to follow. Thus, he resumed his trip to Yuma. He had to admit to himself that traveling by wagon was certainly more pleasant than riding on that damned saddle, but he had to be much more careful with his. He almost wished he was going to be there to see her surprise when everything she had stolen from him went up in smoke.Unfortunately for Nash, he hadn’t been the only one making plans.Unbeknown to him, Natali Imani had been broadcasting to Earth for days. They had been blocking his news feeds and calls, so any item that mentioned anything to do with their arrival was not relayed to him.Nick was surprised Nash hadn’t bitched about how many of his calls had become scrambled or cut out. When he. My cousin fed me, made sure I did my homework, walked me to school, and fought off my bullies. She did everything, or taught me how to do it. When I misbehaved, she even punished me. I drew the line at being spanked, and got my mother to forbid her to hit me, but she was empowered to put me on time out, take away my toys, ground me, give me chores to do, and assign me her own homework. By the time I was seven, I had a massive crush on her, and because of that, I was usually an angel when she.