The trapper and a gang.

CH7: Like a family

I take care of the skins that I brought back, it could help to improve the camp, I am certainly the only person that Grimshaw has not yet shouted. It can be said that I do my best to help everyone, Sadie often tells me what the O'Driscolls did to her and her husband. I understand it, but unlike her, I wait.

*Everything comes to those who wait.*

Going to get something to drink, I saw Arthur and John talking, I know they are preparing a robbery on a train. I have other things to do, but if they want me to help them, I'll do it. They are my friends after all.
The people I really consider as my friends are: Arthur, John, Abigail, Jack, Sadie, Charles and Lenny.
But that does not mean that I do not appreciate others, I just feel closer to my friends than to them.

Finally, I feel like I have found my place. If my father was still alive, he would certainly be disappointed, but he will understand that I have no other choice to live.

And my mother, well ... I do not know. I do not remember her, I was too young when she died. I just have a picture of her and my dad that I keep preciously in one of my pockets of my pants, as I feel they are with me.

I take a cup and fill it with coffee and I sit on a crate. I do not have a lot of work for now and I do not need to hunt, Charles left this morning.
When I finish my coffee I hear Jack call me, I turn to him with a smile, he is with Arthur.

- Hello my little Jack. How are you today?

- Fine, Arthur and I are going fishing, do you want to come with us?

- Abigail ask me to watch him, He wants you to come with us. Said Arthur.

- Oh, it's so nice to think about me, Jack. Of course I will come with you.

- Yeah, let's go! Exclaims Jack with joy.

While Jack goes to get his fishing pole, I'm going to get mine and take my rifle, just in case.

I get on my horse, Arthur helped Jack ride with him and we headed for a river not far from the camp.

Once there, I get off my horse and help Jack get off Arthur's horse.

- Where should we stand? Jack asked.

- Down by the shore. Come on, follow me. Respond Arthur.

I take out my fishing pole and follow Arthur with Jack near the river.

- Just by the water there, you mean? Asked Jack.

- Yes, but first we need a bait. I answer.

I search in my bag and find cheese, I give some of it to Arthur.

- Yeah, it will work. Arthur replied.

- Cheese ? Asked Jack.

- Smellier the better. Respond Arthur.

- Now, to cast your line, swing the rode back over your shoulder, and bring it forward in a smooth move. Use your wrist, not your elbow. Arthur explained, showing Jack.

Jack cast his line without hesitation.

- Like that?

- Yes, it's great Jack ! Nice throw ! I replied with a smile.

I cast my line in my turn.

- Wow! Aunty Sarah is going farther than you, Uncle Arthur! Exclaims Jack, impressed by my throw.

- It is not a competition. Arthur answered, staying focused on his line.

- What do we do now? Jack asked.