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A quote: “Et tu, Brute?” ― William Shakespeare , Julius Caesar
I’ll start with a story …
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I was old enough to go with the men to meet the train at Gathering. As it rolled to a stop, I could see the grey men counting us. Gramp moved next to me, chin uplifted toward them.
“They thought us wiped out, Reconciliation Day. The celebrations they set up & thought we all attended.”
“Now they are wary of any new man at Gathering,” I finished. “And never seeing our women makes it worse.”
The cities needed grain and livestock. We needed finished goods and when trade finished, the train moved on. We stood watching until it faded away.
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Now, it’s your turn.
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Even from as far back as we were, I could feel warmth of the fireworks on my skin as the band took the stage.
My eyes were on her. She’d always been part of the group and she liked riding on my shoulders to get a good view of the stage. As I sat her down at the end of the song, she was grinning at me.
“You’re always good to me,” she said.
I had nothing to lose. “Then stay with me forever.”
We’d been together ever since. I even got the band to autograph the CD to commemorate the night.
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