~Chapter 10~

      Town was almost a half day’s trip from home, and sometimes the journey could seem so long.  This time, Ryan spent most of his driving time singing, and whistling about anything.  Christine was so amused, and giggled, to herself, when she heard the words to Ryan’s songs.  They were so funny and childish, no doubt to amuse Dessie, sitting contentedly on Christine’s lap, watching all the scenery that passed by her, her fingers in her mouth.  Every time the wagon wheels hit a huge dirt hole, Ryan ma...

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