She was a beautiful girl. I am so sorry for your loss. I wish I had some words that could ease the sorrow but I don’t think they exist.
Take care my friend!
“My horn is full and my pouch is stocked with ball and patch. There is a new, sharp flint in my lock and my rifle and I are ready. It is sighted true and my eyes can still aim.”
Kaywoodie
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