.I love himI love himI love himBut only on my ownStarting the applause were Joan and her sisters all crying their eyes out. I will tell her separately... that she turned a few words around. Criticism is one on one, while praise is for everyone. Mom taught me that!We are one for one so far, as I called up Nancy Newman so we could sing “Lucky” together. I started the orchestra then turned around to singWe sang and danced together. I certainly enjoyed watching her smiling face while doing my best to. He wanted to try to figure out a way to go to Terins Crossing then head west from there. He was not paying attention at one point and he nearly got himself crushed by a flying hay bale in the barn. He was supposed to guide it down from the loft, but he missed it and it nearly came down on him. His oldest brother, Bertran berated him for wool-gathering and told him to get on with the chores or face a thrashing behind the barn. Slacking was not tolerated and his oldest brother tended to take it. When he glanced over the edge of the few planks of wood his life depended on, all that greeted him was the deep, endless blue below.His shoes were gone. He laughed when he noticed, and he shook his head as he reached down to grab his toes. All he had left was his brown trousers, and his white shirt. And there were red blotches on his white shirt.Blinking, he started to pat himself down. No pain, no growing blood stains. He looked over at Marters to ask, but stopped himself.Marters was laying. Now step on out and greet your father, young lady." Tammy stepped out and just stared at his harsh face. For a moment he said nothing. He then just cleared his throat and spoke: "So you told Tim about his Christmas present, huh. I hope he likes it since he'll have to live with it for the rest of his life." Tammy just started to cry into her mother's shirt as her father went into the den to read the paper until dinner is ready. Her mother just hugged her tight. "Shhh..." Her mom said. "He'll.