The noises of town fill my ears as I enter the south end of town and make my way to the General Store. As I dismount Fritz, a drunk man stumbles across the walkway in front of me. He gives me what is supposed to be a glare, but it looks more like a confused stare. I just smile as I tie the reins to the post and make my way into the store. The bell above the door rings as I open it and I hear a voice say. "Morning Lukas." I smile at the old man behind the counter. "And a good morning to you too Jaques." I say back with a smile as I walk up to the counter. I pull the list out and place it on the counter as Jacques slides a small package towards me. I pick it up and open a corner to find a dry leaf underneath it. "Don't think no one hasn't noticed those puffs of smoke coming from your house late in the afternoon." jacques says and I look up to see him smiling under his mustache.

I can see in his eyes that his attention has turned to my scar, and I smile before joking. "I figured I'd show it off for a while, it makes me look more manly." he chuckles as he picks up Mother's list. "I hope you don't think the tobacco isn't the only gift." Jacques says as he taps his finger and I smile again as I pull the money out of my vest and place it on the counter. Jacques nods as he takes both things and walks to the back of the store. I sigh as i lean on the counter and look out the store windows. I see the same drunk man staring back at me, at my scar to be exact.I hope he won't be any trouble. I look away and around the store as Jacques gathers my order. A few minutes pass before he comes back and places my already wrapped order on the counter. I thank him and leave the store. As I open the flap on my saddlebag the drunk man says. "Did yer mudder drop ye when ye was a baby?" I clench my jaw as he cackles and put the package in my saddlebag before turning around.

The man steps down onto the street towards me as rain drops begin to fall on my shoulders. He tries to say something, but I hit him hard in the face. He stumbles back and falls onto one knee as he grabs his bleeding nose. "You son of a bitch, ye broke me n-" I cut him off by kicking in the head with the heel of my boot. He falls down unconscious and I smirk before looking around at everyone who is staring at me. I've never done anything like that, when did I become so violent? I clear my throat as I look back down at the drunk lying in a puddle and say. "I apologize for the way I reacted, but he spoke ill word about me and my remaining family." I look back up at them and most seem to be okay with what happened.I nod as I turn around and walk to the bakery. After buying a loaf of bread I return to Fritz and find that someone had the decency to put the drunk on the walkway. I sigh as I mound my horse and turn towards home.

Thirty minutes later I'm unsaddling Fritz, and handing what I bought to Mother. As I put the saddle on its stand, Mother asks. "What of the Undertaker, did you pay him?" I look down at the straw covered ground and shake my head. "Don't worry about it, he'll show up tomorrow." She puts her hand on my shoulder. "Get some rest, you need it. Being woken up in the middle of the night isn't good for your health." I look up at her slightly surprised, but she just smiles as she turns to walk away. 'Come on, lunch is almost ready." She says and I sigh as I follow Mother to the house. As we walk past the porch swing, I remember I forgot the pipe and I look over at it. It is sitting right where I left it, and I pick it up. Guess I better take better care of this thing, it was my Father's after all. We walk into the house and enter the dining room through a door on the right side of the hall. Waiting for us is Emily who seems even more happy than usual. So happy in fact that I can't help but smile at her. I don't understand why, but I just can't help but smile.