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A female Bard, name is Cassidy and she has three kids. No, not going to give in and have her as is.
I am still writing the next story. I have 8 chapters roughed, and the beginnings of chapter nine. 12 is the goal. Editing has barely begun. So please, I will get to posting when the story of Aston Grey, In "A Horseshoes Luck"
I have re-uploaded chapter 12 with the corrections that have been pointed out so far. I find it interesting that none of the spell checkers, including Grammarly caught Fierier as incorrect.
There will be a few week's delay before I start posting A Horseshoes Luck. I am still getting it written and edited. I have several more of the characters outlined and they will give the team a run for their money when they meet.
The first day on the road had it's ups and downs as the drivers and teams got used to one another. Some of the teams of animals insisted on trying to pull harder and faster, while others resisted and had to be goaded to keep up the pace. The guard force also had to work at getting their spacing set for best coverage as the caravan moved ahead. By midday, things had begun to shakedown and the slow pace they started out at began to pick up. The midday meal was dried and jerked meat, eaten in the saddle, or the driver's seat. The few passengers on this trip didn't eat any better.
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