Right behind him was a dark brown horse with a worn leather saddle, reins dragging in the dust—and Barley had the reins in his mouth like he was proudly walking it home.
I stood there, hammer in one hand, trying to figure out if I was hallucinating. We don’t own a horse. Not anymore. Hadn’t since my uncle passed and we sold off most of the livestock.
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I loaned my younger brother $3,000—no questions asked—because that’s what family does. He said he lost his job and needed help with rent. I dipped into my…