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MortCory rode into town just as the sun was setting. He was exhausted but hedidn’t stop until he got to Doc Peter’s house; he knew that it was pointlessto stop at the man’s office after suppertime. Looking down at his bloodstainedand torn shirt sleeve, he was glad that Slim had taken the time to clean andbandage his arm – old Doc’s wife was rather ...

“Well,Mike. Don’t you think it’s about time you put your game away and try to getsome rest?” “Aw, butit’s still early, Aunt Daisy,” moaned the little boy as he looked throughthe window at the fading evening sun. Even the checkerboard game was no longerdistracting him as it had earlier in the day. He had let it slip from his lapand it now lay forgot...

Slimawoke to the sound of a carriage coming into the yard. His muscles rebelled ashe stood and stretched his aching back. He could not believe that he had fallenasleep so easily, sitting on Jess’ bed, and he wished that he had actuallymade the effort to stretch out on his back. He looked over at his sleepingfriend and hoped that the carriage that h...

Daisylooked over at the small sleeping boy and smiled. She always loved to watch herboys sleep – they looked so peaceful when at rest and it was the only timethat she could just watch them without having to provide an excuse. They wouldnever understand how special they were to her but that wasn’t important. Shehad grown to love each of them as her ...