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Blood Wild

... working for himself. The farm, once was a beautiful and productive piece of land, some of the best in the county. Of course, that had been decades ago when his uncle Pete and his aunt Minnie ran the place.

Richard’s uncle and aunt had three girls, all older than himself. Richard’s mother was uncle Pete’s younger sister. She moved away from Helton when she got married to Rich’s dad. Rich was raised on a farm half a state away from where his mother grew up. Uncle Pete never did like Rich’s dad, as such they rarely visited, and so, he hardly knew his mother’s family.

Family is family however, blood ties run deep even if they don’t get along. A string of tragic events led to where he found himself today. First, several years of failed crops and dropping market prices led to his father over extending himself to the bank… until they called in the note. When it couldn’t be paid, he lost the farm.

Oh, he managed to hang on by becoming a sharecropper, doing the work for someone else. It crushed his father’s spirit. Sadly, it was short lived as a faulty space heater caused a fire that took the lives of both his father and his mother. Richard was away at college at the time. The news ended his college career. Rich had to sort through his parents’ affairs and tend to funeral arrangements and all the things that survivors do for those who pass. And grieve… That might have been the hardest part.

It’s said that when one door closes, another opens… it’s also said that fate is ...

... fickle… lastly, that blood is thicker than water. Richard learned all of these to be true over the next year of his life. The night after Richard had his last meeting with his court assigned lawyer for settling his parents’ estate, having signed the last documents, he was hit with more bad news. He’d been wondering what he was going to be doing after the last paperwork was finished. He technically was homeless and out of work. Richard had seriously considered joining the army. That didn’t happen though, because of the news.

In a weird twist of fate, Richard’s uncle Pete and his sweet aunt Minnie had both perished in a wreck on the interstate on the way home from Kansas City two days prior to him receiving the news. His cousins, two of them anyway, had sent word to him asking him to come to Helton. Of course, he would go. Richard’s father and uncle Pete might not have gotten along well, but uncle Pete and aunt Minnie had always been kind to him and his mom.

The house on the farm looked a lot like he remembered it as a kid. Arriving late in the evening, the rest of the farm was in the dark so he didn’t notice anything amiss right away. He was greeted by the youngest sister and her husband. She and the oldest sister had been going through their parents’ things. The funeral had already been arranged and it would take place in two days from that point in time. They were waiting on the middle sister and her husband to fly in from Oregon where they lived.

The two sisters ...