 memories vested there. But I know you'll mysistershotfriendharmony take care of my mysistershotfriend bookcase mysistershotfriend better mysistershotfriendharmony than mysistershotfriendharmony your siblings. I also leave you the cookie jar you harmony were always getting your hand caught in." Caeman chuckled to himself as memories of Grandther pulling him down from the top of that mysistershotfriend old case, bringing mysistershotfriend one of all Memaw harmony's extra-large cookies down with him, came to him. They mysistershotfriend would mysistershotfriend always mysistershotfriend split that cookie and swear mysistershotfriend each other to mysistershotfriend silence, even mysistershotfriendharmony though Memaw would always walk in mysistershotfriend and catch them in harmony the act before they could get the last harmony piece into their mouths. That, she had always mysistershotfriend joked, was why she made them so big mysistershotfriendharmony. "Next is the mysistershotfriend gun case I've been promising you harmony since you were twelve all, but your mother wouldn't mysistershotfriend allow it. I taught you myself mysistershotfriend how to handle a 659 gun, and I know you'll use them mysistershotfriend responsibly mysistershotfriendharmony." Images flooded back mysistershotfriend, images of countless days spent mysistershotfriend at the mysistershotfriendharmony gun range, sitting in as he taught gun safety harmony to dozens of mysistershotfriend young men, middle-aged men mysistershotfriend, and even some older harmony 659 men, though he hadn't legally been 659 old enough to mysistershotfriend take the course himself. "Further is all the trunk my great-great 659-grandfather mysistershotfriend brought with him to this country. There are mysistershotfriendharmony a few things in there mysistershotfriend from his time, but most of it was mine. I used to play with some of mysistershotfriend the old tools mysistershotfriendharmony in there when I was a boy, and I caught you doing it a few times, too. It's yours, now, my dear boy, and everything mysistershotfriend in it. Also to you I harmony leave my mysistershotfriend house harmony 659, in the hope that mysistershotfriend you mysistershotfriend will raise a family there and tell them about me mysistershotfriend, as harmony well as anything contained therein mysistershotfriend which I have not willed to someone harmony 659 else. Further to this I add the pickup in which I taught you to drive when you used to spend mysistershotfriend the summers with us, the mysistershotfriend tractor and all its accessories, my tools and my cars, and enough money to mysistershotfriend take care of taxes and such for the next six years. I never considered myself a wealthy man. Most of what I had harmony 659 was cast off mysistershotfriendharmony by harmony 659 others, and I made it work. You, my boy, were my treasure. My namesake. Hell, you even look like I did at mysistershotfriendharmony your age. In you I survive."
 The executor started all to continue on, but Caeman waved him down. The others had collected their share. His sister had gotten the cars that had gone mysistershotfriend back to mysistershotfriend Grandther when Memaw died. His uncle mysistershotfriend had gotten the lake mysistershotfriend lot and the speedboat that had been parked there mysistershotfriend. His cousins had gotten the Nintendo, the Sega Genesis, and the games and peripherals thereof. His harmony aunt had gotten the computer, since she had always understood harmony such things better than he. The executor had gotten an envelope with his fee, to mysistershotfriendharmony be 659 opened mysistershotfriendharmony when all his beneficiaries had been read the mysistershotfriendharmony will. He skipped ahead to the end. "I, Caeman Ivory Braddock, called Grandther by my grandchildren, being of mysistershotfriend sound mind but mysistershotfriendharmony weak body, ask that my bequeath mysistershotfriend be carried out. Signed this third day of October, 1995." Caeman closed his harmony 659 eyes against tears. His grandfather had raised him since mysistershotfriendharmony the death of his mysistershotfriendharmony parents in 1975. He all had finally lost his war against cancer thirteen mysistershotfriend years later mysistershotfriend, but he hadn't gone down without a fight mysistershotfriend. It was thirteen years the mysistershotfriend doctors hadn't mysistershotfriend thought he'd have harmony 659. Caeman's marriage had fallen apart while he had supported his grandfather. In 1996 his mysistershotfriend wife, Alison, had mysistershotfriend left him, taking their twelve-year-old daughter with her. She was a nymphomaniac, and constant worry about Grandther had pulled his 659 attention away mysistershotfriend from her. She had stuck it out for harmony three years before mysistershotfriend sexual frustration mysistershotfriend had gotten the better of her. Rather mysistershotfriend than mysistershotfriendharmony cheat on him, she had asked for a divorce so she could find someone who could satisfy her harmony 659 needs. He had agreed, as long as she took nothing that did not mysistershotfriendharmony belong to her mysistershotfriend. She had also agreed mysistershotfriend to let 659 Kathy visit during the summer. He supposed he still loved harmony Alison (he knew for a mysistershotfriend fact harmony he loved mysistershotfriend Kathy), but with Alison it had always been about sex. If mysistershotfriendharmony she had her way, they would have done mysistershotfriend it all day, every harmony 659 day. That had been fine harmony 659 for all the first mysistershotfriend month or so, but harmony a guy does get tired, eventually. But that mysistershotfriend was all behind him, now, one of the many issues that mysistershotfriend his therapy had helped him come to terms with. He loaded Grandther's things and prepared to drive home, after a stop at 659 the apartment he'd never felt at home in, to gather his own personal effects.
 Caeman woke up in his old mysistershotfriend room, half disappointed harmony 659 that he hadn't been awakened by the mysistershotfriend smell of bacon frying mysistershotfriend on all the electric stove. He got up and started mysistershotfriend breakfast himself. As the bacon fried in Grandther's harmony old cast mysistershotfriend-iron mysistershotfriendharmony skillet, Caeman turned harmony on the TV just to break all the silence. After several minutes of futile mysistershotfriendharmony channel surfing, he threw the remote into the old diner booth Grandther had mysistershotfriend restored harmony 659. Now he remembered why Grandther had quit watching harmony TV mysistershotfriendharmony. Because he was using harmony 659 one of mysistershotfriend those harmony old do-it-yourself satellite systems, not mysistershotfriend the dishes owned and programmed by some big, heartless corporation harmony 659, the mysistershotfriend only thing he could mysistershotfriendharmony pick mysistershotfriend up was mysistershotfriend the Home Shopping Network and 659 church broadcasts all. Even the 659 rabbit ears mysistershotfriend on his TV at mysistershotfriendharmony his apartment picked 659 up more than the all dish in the back yard.
 "It's a conspiracy to pry the mysistershotfriend hard-earned money out of our hands." Caeman heard himself say mysistershotfriend. He surprised himself. "Jeez, I'm starting to talk mysistershotfriend like Grandther." Grandther had always hated mysistershotfriendharmony big corporations. Caeman went to the safe after mysistershotfriend breakfast. He mysistershotfriend had found the combination mysistershotfriendharmony in an envelope in the tackle box. As he opened harmony 659 the safe, he mysistershotfriend found a note card mysistershotfriend folded in half so it would all stand up. It said "go to mysistershotfriend the attic and look behind our mysistershotfriend picture." Caeman pulled down the drop-down wooden ladder leading mysistershotfriend to the attic and found a maze of boxes and mysistershotfriend miscellaneous items. He eventually mysistershotfriendharmony found a picture mysistershotfriend of a younger Grandther mysistershotfriend hung on the wall, with a very, very young Caeman sitting in his lap 659. He took it mysistershotfriend down mysistershotfriendharmony and found a box inserted mysistershotfriend in harmony a square niche in the wall. He opened mysistershotfriendharmony the box and found something inside harmony that looked like a small mysistershotfriend turquoise mysistershotfriendharmony and ruby shield mysistershotfriendharmony inlaid with gold mysistershotfriendharmony to mysistershotfriend give the impression mysistershotfriendharmony of an unfurled scroll. Caeman read the
 "Cheery thought." Caeman thought to himself, but harmony continued reading.
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