Short Story: A River Runs Through It - Part 3
As the passing years and regular drinking robbed them of their health, my uncles were losing their power over everyone and everything. They couldn’t take care of their lands anymore and looked around for young, able shoulders to help. Mine were the only ones available. My uncles began depending on me heavily, and I delivered. I took care of the land, the fields and gradually began maintaining their accounts as well.
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