Short Story Narration
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Middle Aged (35-54)Accents
North American (General) North American (US Western)Transcript
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Indian giver by Rake Luli. Every man carries his share of ghosts, but there are those who listen to them more than others. That was Grady's opinion anyways, and most of those listening didn't much like what they heard. That was his opinion, too. So he wasn't surprised to see Tom stumbling across the darkening yard towards him. If he was surprised at all, it was only that it had taken the man so long the taming of the Wild West with something great he never saw. He was a proper lieutenant, not a glorified bookkeeper Ledger maker, though there were plenty of those. But even so, all he saw, the West was tired and worn down land hand people, native people mostly. But Tom carried the same look himself right now. He had something in his hand that was supposed to be Tennessee whiskey, but probably wasn't. It would taste right, though, and they drink it down just fine. A tale of well was best punctuated with whiskey. Seeing Tom made him think of that Philly boy, of course. Take a city man out here and it gets to him. Sometimes that was true, but Grady wasn't so sure. that was the thinking this time. Still, those ruminations were likely to get a morose and melancholy when he was drinking and it looked like he was going to be, so he tried to think of other things.