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wanted to see the cut. I slipped into

the shower, and then we bandaged

my head.

When I went the next evening to

feed, Dader’s pen stood empty.

Brenda was already there, her hand

now in a cast. When I asked her what

she had done with him, she said,

“He’s gone. That’s all that matters.”

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All the memories of Dader came

back as I hung up the phone from

talking with Brenda. I changed my

clothes and prepared to meet the men

bringing in the new horse. It had

been seven months since Brenda had

gotten rid of Dader, but it was as

fresh in my mind as if it had just

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