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me and Mom took a quick step back. I started to step in and she stepped back into the doorway, blocking my path. “Oh, no, you don’t, young man. You are not putting one foot in this house smelling like that. Where in the world have you been?” I looked at my torn and dirty clothes, caught a whiff of my own smell, and with what little pride I had left, said, “Jason and Daniel tried to kill me by making me ride the orneriest, toughest cow in the whole herd.”