had? We were put on this earth to live, eat and die. It was all in God’s hands. At the end of life, the world’s goods were nothing, no pockets in our shrouds at the end. As I stood there, my old tom cat was making an inspection as he walked about among the members of the sleeping family on the floor. I remembered that I had forgotten to mention Tab in my will. Well, he was a transient anyhow, so it did not matter. He looked up at me as if to ask, “Is all this property yours?” I paid no attention to the cat but went over where the baby was sleeping, apart from the rest. I stooped over and laid the cat close to the baby, where he cuddled down and seemed quite content. I guess all living things crave friendship at times.
After placing the document in a conspicuous place, where the Watsons would see it when they awoke, I extinguished the greaser and walked out the door. I wanted nothing to remind me of that six acres. I closed the door softly, so as not to awaken the sleepers. It was pitch dark out of doors and there was a drizzle of rain. As I stood there, outside the door, water dripped from the eaves, striking me in the neck. That reminded me that if
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