My Mother asked me if I had a Girlfriend at school, or there was anyone I had a crush on and although there was a girl at school I liked, I had no cha...ce of being her Boyfriend, let alone having sex with her, as well as the fact that I was still under the legal age for sexual intercourse; although if you believed half the stories you heard at school, I was probably the only one in my year that was still a Virgin.I truthfully denied that I had a Girlfriend, but admitted that there was someone I. He owned the house less than a month and there was so much to do. Time wasn't an issue though. Taking a buy-out from his employer of over twenty years, the severance package was a deal dreams were made of. He received full salary and benefits for eighteen months. That would carry him to his fifty-fifth birthday and retirement age. He also exercised stock options allowing him to buy the house in the White Mountains for cash. The house was his escape from the summer desert heat. But his wife. ‘But that would be too painless. No, you are mine for life.’ ‘Shit! How am I ever going to explain to the guys that I gave you the opportunity to claw me. I will be the laughing stock of the camp. You silly little bitch, say good-bye to your pretty nails.’ He whispered, ‘They’re going.’ I was left alone to contemplate what I had done while he attended his injuries. I could here him banging around in the bathroom and muttering to himself. I sure hoped he would take all his frustrations out on. I had joined Abigail here and had worked hard to become an accepted adult in the community. A pair of beat up cowboy boots and a Stetson did not make you a man. Abigail, fatherhood, and the hard work that comes from owning a cattle ranch ended my adolescence and made me strong ... at least I thought so. Now I wasn't so sure.I watched the sky, but there were no more streaks of light. Tears formed as I whispered."I miss you so much Abigail."She was the bravest person I ever met. In the face of.