We need to put up the fence

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Dad didn't get up till almost 11, he didn't look like himself in a way. "the fence needs to go up" he mumbles under his breath as he sits down at the table, I place a plate of egg and bacon with two pieces on toast "thanks" he mumbles again. after he finishes he just leaves the plate with only a half eaten piece of toast left "clean this up" he demands at me "i want this place clean by the time I get back!" I spent the next four hours cleaning the house from top to bottom, at about 3 o'clock I heard the our Ford UTE pull in the drive, I peaked out the window I saw Ned grab the fencing supply's out of the tray and take to them to the shed. "how was fencing, dad" I ask as I turn around from the pot of vegetables that were cooking for dinner "no" he said. I looked at him puzzled " I don't approve of Ned" I didn't now what to say, I wanted to cry, I wanted to yell and I wanted to hit him. But I didn't. I looked at him, I didn't now what to do now "why?" I asked after about a minute of staring "i don't like him, I don't trust him" yeah that would be a good answer if he hadn't worked for us for over two years. "ok" what more do you say "that will be the end of the desiccation" all I need is this five days before my barrel racing compaction. I have to practice.

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I now very short chapter!!!!!!!!!

I came up with a idea for what could happen while I was in the cattle yard about to load the cattle on the truck, I just had to write it down. My dad wasn't happy with that.

But I am not giving anything away ;)

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