It was to help one boy become a man. My job was complete. I was done and I was happy.“Now here I sit, spinning a story about your daddy, telling you...things he’d never in a lifetime tell you about himself. I feel once more like my life has been lived in full. I’ve done for both a man and his son, the things I’d have done for my own son, had he lived.”Marshal Hopkins took his cloth napkin and wiped his eyes as Eli watched him. He too felt heavy in his heart and knew his own eyes were full of. ‘I knew there was a reason I spend all that time yelling at you to get to work. So, you get to pick the next project. What’s it going to be, pro?’ ‘Actually, I started doing an original the other day,’ said Terry. ‘I guess it’s a solo project. First one of a series. You can do whatever – I guess you’ve got to go to work sometime.’ Naomichi looked hurt. ‘Come on man, we’re a team. None of this solo project stuff. You helped me on what I wanted to do, and I’m willing to return the favour.’ ‘You. "I know he's black," Jill whispered and paused. "I guess that's what made it so appealing. It wasn't something I was looking for, it just happened." That big suck mark that you had on your neck when we came back from vacation was from him wasn't it?" Amy said in amazement."Uh huh!" My God, how did you hide it from Bradley?" she asked."I didn't. That's when the problem started."Just then several women entered the locker room."You've got to tell me the whole story," Amy said lowering her voice.. What kin we do ta he'p?" Tether yer buckboard over there with our hosses, and find a tree ta hide behind. Don't shoot 'til I tell ya ta. Are they Comanches?" Yes, sir, they are." Thank God fer that. By the way, I'm John Shiply. We're county milita out hunting Injuns, but we didn't expect to find this many at one time. Now, do what I said afore the Injuns git here."In a couple of minutes, the Comanches appeared over a low rise about 200 yards away. "OK, boys, we want volley fire. Don't shoot.