THE LAST LAUGH

THE LAST LAUGH

Yves Chanelle

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[18+] MATURE CONTENT! Brief description : ROMANCE, REVENGE, SEX, JUSTICE, MURDER and YOUNG LOVE. Sheridan Wesley, a little rural boy from a little town not far from Tennessee, had always had a satisfying lifestyle in his father's ranch. He'd grown up with cattle and was used to the hard life. Working in farms and so on. He'd never known his mother who'd died at his tender age. He had only his father whom he loved with all his heart. Everything went on well until he was twelve years of age. Every thing changed after a short holiday at his father's best friend's house along with his family. What had happened during that holiday? What did his father's friend's family have to hide? A story full of suspense and adventure.

Chapter 1 Sheridan

(AN: THIS IS NOT EDITED YET)

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Sheridan's POV (point of view):

I'm Sheridan Wesley. I'm eleven years old. I've always lived with my dad. He's the only person I've got. He loves me and I love him too. But soon our lives changed. Mine especially.

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It was a sunny day in Blueville, a rural small town not far away from Tennessee. The kind of place where everyone knew everyone. My dad was one of the most popular and well-liked people of Blueville. He owned vast land and a big ranch.

I always loved working with him. I loved the farm life. I knew how to ride horses, milk cows, make butter, plant seeds and harvest crops. I was well loved by all my dad's employees and well known too by the people of the town. I was the little boy who always gave a helping hand.

"Sheridan??" my dad called from downstairs one day.

"Yes, dad!" I replied coming over to meet him. He was at the table.

Breakfast was ready.

"Sit down, son."

I did. We ate toast with jam and drank fresh milk. I looked at my mom's picture on the wall. I'd never known her because I'd lost her immediately I was born. My dad noticed me.

"Your mother loved you with all her heart, Sheridan. She wanted you to be that hardworking and kind boy you are today." he smiled at me and I smiled back.

"Thanks, dad."

"When you will be big enough, you'll take over my ranch and company."

"Really, dad??"

My father had always spoken about his company in the city of Los Angeles. I'd never been to Los Angeles nor had I ever seen his company. I only saw it on pictures. Whenever I asked him why we didn't live in Los Angeles, he would reply:

"I wanted you to grow up here in our native hometown. I didn't want you to be obsessed with technology and to be a spoiled brat. I want to groom you for the hard life. I want you to be able to survive tomorrow if you don't have money. One never knows what the future holds, son."

And he was right.

"Yes. Really. All this will be yours someday." he added.

"Thanks, dad." I stood up to hug him. He hugged me tight.

"I love you, son. You deserve the best."

"I love you too."

"Good. Now let's go for a ride with the horses."

"Cool!" I loved exploring the woods with my dad. He was one of the best memories of my childhood.

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