*Author's Note*

Thank you for all the follows, faves, and reviews.

4th Of July

Allie POV:

It's been roughly a month since I've been in 1878 with the Hatfields and it's safe to say that I've got accustomed to it. Ever since the barn dance incident I've grown close with Will. Not exactly in a romantic way, but in a borderline flirty friend way. The day after the dance Will took me and Cotton to a large far off parcel of land (that was quite a walk from the main Hatfield house) and taught Cotton how to use the rifle he got for his birthday. Will even gave me some shootin' lesson's too, even lettin' me use his gun. His excuse was that I'd never know if I'd need'a use a gun on somebody, like a crazy McCoy. That remark made me laugh, even tho it probably shouldn't have. After the shootin' lesson, which was just takin' aim at a large oak tree, Cotton wore the brightest smile on his face and I felt much better too.

Now tho I was in Blackberry Creek, Kentucky for the huge 4th of July celebration and festival. I was walking round a large venue, which has patriotic colored ribbons hanging off of trees and booths crammed in everywhere, with Will while Cotton walked a few paces ahead of us, holding a red, white, and blue pinwheel his daddy got him for today's holiday. Cotton looked over his shoulder while pointing at a booth to the left and announcing, "Will, look, there's that game with the milk bottles and balls."

"Yea, I see, Cotton." Will nodded as I whipped my head around, my braid flicking me in the face for a minute, to look at what Cotton was pointing at.

Oh my god, they had milk bottle toss during this time. I was great at that game, but that's mostly cause I've been playing softball since middle school. I wasn't that athletic, but I played softball and was on the swim team. My face light up as I blurted out, "I wanna play the milk bottle toss."

"You're worse then Cotton." Will teased, rolling his icy eyes at me. "Come on, ya'll. Let's knock down some bottles." He smiled, directing the way over to the nearby game booth.

"Three of us are playin'." Will told the man in charge of the milk bottle toss booth while pulling some change out of his pocket.

The man just nodded and said, "That'll be 75 cents."

Will slapped the change on the wooden ledge of the booth. "Here ya go."

The man snatched up the money and pocketed it before placing some balls on the ledge. Since there was only one game set up, we'd have to take turns. "You're up first, Cotton." Will told Cotton, giving him a slight push up to the ledge.

Cotton grabbed one of the balls with his right hand and stared at the stacked milk bottles, trying to gauge whether to aim in the middle or at the top. When he finally figured out what bottle he wanted to knock down he threw his ball, making it collide with the top bottle. The top bottle fell down with a thud. Will nodded at Cotton while I did a small handclap of encouragement. He did two more throws, which resulted in another bottle being knocked down.

"Two outta three's good, Cotton." Will praised his cousin, who had a proud smile on his face as he took a small prize from the man running the game.

"You did very good, Cotton." I smiled, giving him a slight one-armed hug, before walking up to the ledge of the booth.

"Oh, see the Hatfield and his loud-mouth woman's playin' games with the mush-head." Tolbert McCoy's voice rang out from behind me. Great, that crazy ginger's here and he's being an asshole.

Cotton's face fell with hurt and embarrassment on it as I looked Tolbert's way only to see him holding a paper cone of popcorn. What made me seethe was that Jessa had an arm looped thru his, an uncomfortable look on her face. Bet she felt bad that Tolbert was making fun of Cotton. I don't know why she doesn't tell him off, why she's choosing being a silent bystander.

"Easy to laugh in a bunch, huh." Will coldly spat at both Tolbert and Jessa. It was clear that he was blaming both of them for making his cousin feel bad. Just cause Jessa didn't say anything doesn't make her innocent, she was guilty by not speaking up. She knows making fun of slow people's wrong. Hell, we were raised in modern times so she knows better. Grr, Tolbert's turning her into such a wishy-washy bitch.

"Oh no, the girl's playin'. Better duck, that ball ain't never gonna hit the bottles." Tolbert chuckled nastily, tiltin' his head towards the restacked bottles as I picked up a game ball. Jessa bit her lip and nudged Tolbert. He gave her an odd look, causin' her to just shake her head. Oh, how nice of her to do something now. She knows I got picked on growing up so I think that's the only reason she silently scolded Tolbert, but it doesn't matter cause Jessa should've stuck up for Cotton too.

I got into a pitching stance and threw the ball, knocking all the bottles down in one try. Instead of taking my prize, which was a nice sized stuffed bear, I grabbed another ball and turned to look at Tolbert. Once again, I let a ball fly, but this time instead of hitting bottles it hit Tolbert right in the nose; breaking it.

"Why ya lil bitch." Tolbert snarled as blood coated the rim of his nostrils and his upper lip, pouring down his chin and onto his shirt.

"Looks like ya better find Doc. Last I knew he was sittin' near the lemonade stand." Will advised Tolbert, pointing towards were to find the doctor, while I grabbed my prized bear off of the ledge while the man running the game booth restacked the bottles.

"Tolbert, let's go. Please, don't do anythin' to her." Jessa pleaded, her indigo eyes looking up at the fuming mad man, as she tried to pull him along.

"Ya shouldn't 've gone an' broke his nose with that ball, but I can't say I didn't enjoy watchin' ya do it." Will smirked, standing next to me and grabbing a ball to throw, while Tolbert stormed off with Jessa.

Jessa looked horrified at seeing Tolbert's nose get broken by my fast ball, but she knows I don't like bullies so she should've guessed I'd get pissed and do something to stop his cruel remarks. I hated bullies cause I got picked a few times by other kids growing up. No reason in particular, other then I was from the wrong side of the tracks.

My house was on a side street off of the Ribbon, a local downtown strip that had restaurants, gas stations, bars, and other similar things along it. The Ribbon was also known for drag races. It was labeled a rough part of Tulsa, but really it seemed fine to me. Just that people that lived their had minimum wage or manual labor jobs. The neighborhood seemed fine too, I mean I never had any problems in it.

Jessa was from the right side of town and lived in a big house. We met in kindergarten and were best friends since, even tho our parents didn't get along. Her dad thought mine was a bum while my dad thought hers was an entitled college boy born with a silver spoon in his mouth. It's funny how even tho our parents couldn't stand each other we became best friends and never let it bother us, but now that we're on opposite sides of the Hatfield and McCoy feud our friendship's dead. Who would've thought that hillbillies from the 1800s would be the undoing of our lifelong friendship?

A loud crash coupled with Cotton's excited cry of, "Will did it! He got 'em all too!", shook me out of my thoughts. Will had knocked all of the bottles down with a single throw too. With a smile a told him, "Good job."

"Ah, it was nothin'." He shrugged before accepting his prize from the game booth man. Handing the bear over to Cotton he smiled, "Here ya go, Cottontop. A new bear for ya." That was so sweet of him to do. Hell, and the history books say he's cold hearted. Maybe he is towards the McCoys, but to his family and especially Cotton he's tender hearted.

"Oh, thank you, Will." Cotton smiled, taking the stuffed toy from his cousin and hugging it tight to his chest.

Jessa POV:

Tolbert's nose was bleedin' bad, the entire front of his shirt was stained red from the blood flow as we walked away from the milk bottle booth, where Cap was now taking his turn after Allie had thrown a speedball into my friend's nose. He had a hand holdin' his broken nose as he looked for Doc. I don't know what the man looked like, but I figured Tolbert did. "I don't see how ya could've been friends with her." Tolbert grumbled, his breathing a bit wheezy due to his broken nose.

"She's always been a bit high spirited."

"She ain't high spirited, she's rude and plum ass crazy." Tolbert barked, pain evident in his gruff voice.

"She doesn't like being teased." I countered him, which just earned me a scoff and an eye roll from the broken-nosed man next to me.

"Doc Rutherford's sittin' over there." Tolbert told me, aiming his elbow towards a middle-aged man wearing wire glasses that was at a picnic table smoking a cigar and sipping on lemonade. A beat-up leather medical bag was on the table within arm's reach.

"Will he be able to set your nose here?" I asked, a bit concerned since we were at a 4th of July festival and not a doctor's office or a hospital.

"Yea, don't see why not." Tolbert remarked as he led us over to Doc Rutherford. "Doc, I need my nose fixed." He loudly announced, causing the doctor to look at him with an arched brow.

"What happened this time, Tolbert McCoy?" Doc Rutherford asked in an heavy sigh. It seemed to me that Doc had patched up Tolbert before from the way his remark sounded.

"Will Hatfield's crazy girl threw a ball in my face, broke my nose." Tolbert spat out, wincin' a bit as the movement of his mouth made his nose wiggle and bleed in his hand as he tried to hold it together.

"Sit down, I'll pack it with cotton and send ya on your way." The doctor told him, pointing to a chair and the table as he stood and quickly opened his bag.

I helped Tolbert sit down and then took a seat next to him. Doc quickly took out a rag and a canteen. The small canteen was full of water, which he used to wet the rag with. Doc quickly and quietly cleaned off the lower part of Tolbert's face the face covered in blood. Tossing the dirty rag on the picnic table, he grabbed some cotton out of his medical bag. Doc roughly set Tolbert's nose by stuffing cotton into it to absorb the bleeding and keep the nose aligned. I was a bit shocked to see a nose set that way. I was used to seeing a small cast put on a broken nose, but then again, I was from the 21rst century.

Allie POV:

The Hatfield family and their friends had all of these large blankets placed on the grass to the far left of the venue, marking off a large place for everyone to sit down at. Levicy was sitting with her girls a few yards away from me and Will. Cotton had ditched us a while back in order to spend some time with his daddy, which was fine with us. Me and Will were sharing a cone of roasted salted peanuts while sitting together on one of the blankets whenever Skunk Hair and Vera joined us.

"See Tolbert McCoy's got a busted nose, blood stained all over his shirt too." Skunk Hair told us, taking his flask out of his pocket as soon as him and Vera sat down.

Before nibbling on her fruit tart, Vera added to her boyfriend's remark by saying, "He's sittin' in his shine wagon holdin' his head. He's makin' his girl sell the shine."

A smirk crossed Will's face as he nudged me. "Allie here broke his nose. Threw a game ball at his face."

"Really?" Vera asked me with an impressed look on her face before taking a bite out of her tart.

"Yep." I nodded, popping my tongue.

"Ya got a great girl, Will." Skunk Hair winked at Will, nudging his shoulder.

"We're just friends." Both me and Will remarked at the same time, our quick tongued words mixing and mingling in the hot and humid air.

Vera bit back a smile as an amused look appeared on her youthful face. Skunk Hair tho let out a chuckle as a large grin split his face in half. Shaking his head, he tried to compose himself while remarking, "Ya'll are in denial. To anyone with eyeballs ya'll look t'be t'gether."

"Skunk Hair…" Will sighed, cutting his icy blue eyes warningly at his best friend.

Shaking my head, I told the man with Cruella de Vil hair in a sing-song voice, "Skunky, boys and girls can be just friends you know."

"Yea, but ya'll come off as more than just friends." Skunk sighed in a know it all tone, tilting his head at us.

Nodding, Vera pointed her half-eaten tart between us while saying, "He's right, ya'll flirt a lot and spend a lot of time t'gether."

"Will you two knock it off. We're friends, hell not everyone's itchin' for a relationship." By the aggravated tone to his deep voice I could tell that Will was getting annoyed. Also, I got the feeling that he wasn't ready to enter another relationship just yet. Can't say that I blame the guy, he did get cheated on and went thru a breakup last month.

"What's goin' on over here? I heard some raised voices walkin' over from yonder." Sully said, appearin' from behind us, as he took a seat down on the blanket next to me.

"Skunk Hair's getting under Will's skin by assuming we're together." I answered my former teacher while pointing between the two men I was talking about.

"Oh, so you're not together? I could've sworn you two came across as so." Sully smirked, tilting his head to the side as he eyed up me and Will.

"Oh, not you too." Will groaned, rolling his eyes at his cousin.

Sully looked at me and Will before shrugging. "Ya'll seem to get along, I don't see the problem in takin' up with each other."

"I told 'em they're in denial." Skunk Hair spoke up, a slight chuckle hidden in his voice, before taking a sip of his flask.

"Denial." Sully let the word linger out as if he was testing it on his tongue. Sitting up a bit straighter, in what I recognized as his teacher posture, he mused in a scholarly tone, "It can be a thing of bliss to the young, but one day the ignorance falls away and what was right in front of us shines brightly and we wonder how we ever were in denial in the first place."

Oh my God, Sully just went Master Jedi on us. I swear if he had long hair, a tan tunic, and a lightsaber he'd be Qui-Gon Jinn right now.

Sully took a flask out of his vest pocket while advising, "Don't be so quick to write something off." He took a sip of his flask before saying, "On to another subject, I saw Tolbert McCoy's got a nasty broken nose and a ruined shirt."

"I threw a ball in his face at the milk bottle toss." I told Sully, resulting in him giving me a slightly wide-eyed and curious look.

Will quickly came to my defense with the remark of, "He was makin' fun of her, she was well within her rights."

"Ah…" Sully nodded, taking another sip of his whiskey.

Jessa POV:

After getting his nose fixed Tolbert went back to his shine wagon, where some of his brothers were at. He said I could go off and find Roseanna, but I didn't. Instead I chose to stay with him and help sell his moonshine. Pharmer and Bud ended up taking off to go get something to eat while Calvin took off to spend some time with Leona Garrett, leaving just me and Tolbert at the shine wagon. Since he had a pounding headache from his broken nose, I was doing most of the selling while he just sat on the seat of the wagon, holding his forehead.

I felt so bad for him. He might be a bit of a jerk at times, but Tolbert didn't deserve getting his nose broken by Allie's fast ball. Medicine in 1878 wasn't as advanced as it was in the future. Pain killers weren't as advanced and there was no such thing as over the counter Extra Strength Tylenol, Advil Liquid Gels, or Excedrin Migraine pills let alone prescription pain meds. Also, the only thing they have for 19th century pain was morphine or a liquid mixture made of cocaine and something else, but those weren't given out for broken noses. The pain medicine was only used in extreme cases like surgery or something.

While helping Tolbert sell his shine, I spotted Mr. Sullivan walking around. I never realized til now how he dressed in a way that made him easily blend into the 1800s and just make him seem like a professional in the future with his slacks, button-up shirt, and vest. Hell, I wonder how long he's been playing time traveler for too. Mr. Sullivan didn't walk up to Tolbert's wagon, but he did pass it tho. He even gave me a disapproving look, slightly shaking his head and tssking at me as he walked by.

I had been helping Tolbert sell his shine for a while whenever Nancy made her way over to the wagon. With a smile she stood near Tolbert with a hand on her hip and asked, "Tolbert, you don't mind if I steal Jessa from ya for a while? I thought me, her, and Roseanna could stroll 'round 'fore it gets dark and the fireworks start up."

"I don't mind, Nancy. Just have her back here for the fireworks since I'm r'sponsible for her." Tolbert told his cousin, who in turn just smiled and nodded her silent thanks to him.

"Come on, dear, let's go find Roseanna." Nancy told me, pulling me towards her a bit quickly.

"Do you know where she is?" I asked her as she looped her arm in mine, leading me away from Tolbert's shine wagon.

"Most likely with Alifair or one of her friends like the McClintock girl." Nancy answered me as we walked along the crowded venue. Looking between me and our surroundings, she pointed out, "It's so nice of ya to help Tolbert sell his shine while hurt. Not many would do that, but'd choose to enjoy the festival instead."

"I don't mind helpin' him since he's hurt." I honestly answered my friend. I know that I haven't known Nancy for long, but Roseanna and her were good friends plus Tolbert thought she'd be a good friend for me so I really considered both her and her sweet blonde cousin to be replacements in a way for the friend I've lost since arriving here.

Nancy dipped her head a bit low as a wide and sugary grin spread over her face. Her voice was just above a whisper as she told me in a perceptive tone, "Since we're friends, I'll tell you this, I think that by this time next year you'll be courtin' Tolbert."

My jaw dropped slightly and I blinked at her while asking in a whoosh of breath, "Really? You think so?"

"Yes, I do." She confirmed before adding in, "You seem to care 'bout him unlike the other girls he's tried to court and that means somethin' to him." Really, I'm the only girl that's ever been nice to him? That's a bit farfetched. Nancy shook her head before informing me, "The first one he tried to court was Perry Cline's niece, Novella Landon, but her pap Brenton's his legal assistant and turned Tolbert 'way cause he's poor. Instead Brenton Landon and Perry arrange a match with the lawyer's old university friend Senator Billings Brooksdale."

Wow, that sucks. Seems like he's had bad luck at dating. He's young, like 22 or 23, to have had so much bad luck in finding a girlfriend. Especially since he's handsome. Eh, who am I to talk I've never had a boyfriend yet. Allie's had a couple tho so I guess that's why she's go bold with Cap, she knows how to flirt and catch a man.

Pointing to some girls a few yards away at near a bakery booth I told Nancy, "Oh, Roseanna's over there with a girl."

"That's Ethel McClintock. I told you she'd be with her or Alifair." Nancy said with a slight haughtiness in her tone. "Come on, it's time for ya to meet Ethel. Make a new friend that's not Tolbert." She teased, draggin' me over to where Roseanna was at with a tall girl that had honey colored curls. "Hello Roseanna, Ethel." Nancy greeted the girls once we were standing in front of them.

"I'm Ethel McClintock. Are you Jessa, the one Tolbert found?" Ethel told me with a polite smile on her face as she offered me her hand for a shake.

Oh, if she knew Tolbert found me then Roseanna must've told her about me. Shaking her hand, I nodded, "Yea, that's me."

"I was just tellin' Ethel 'bout you." Roseanna smiled at me. So, I was right, she was talking about me with her friend.

"Come on girls, let's go see what we can do 'fore it gets dark." Nancy suggested before leading our little group on a stroll.

"I'm shocked you're not babysittin' your brother." Roseanna teased her cousin with a smile, causing Ethel let an amused line cross over her face.

From the short time that I've known Jefferson I've come to the conclusion that he had a drinking problem and that Nancy was always looking after him, making sure he didn't get into trouble. Her dedication to her only immediate family was touching.

"He's with Parris and Squirrel, they'll make sure he don't get too drunk." Nancy said in a nonchalant tone as we passed by some little kids playing with hoops.

Allie POV:

Dusk had fallen and the festival site was full of blankets and people sitting on them. The fireworks show was due to start soon. I was sitting between Cotton and Will while Ellison was next to his son. The mild-mannered man had let his son choose their seats, which is why they ended up next to me and Will. We didn't mind tho since I had a soft spot for Cotton and Will had a protective streak when it came to his cousin.

"Is it gonna start soon?" Cotton asked, looking up at the sky with impatient wonder.

"Yes, son. Any minute now the sky'll light up with fireworks." Ellison assured his son with his deep soothing voice as he placed a hand on his shoulder, patting it gently in a calming way.

Cotton just nodded his head, but never took his blue-eyed gaze off the sky.

"Miss Allie, did your town back East hold any firework shows or festivals for the holiday?" Ellison asked me, looking at me from over his son's head.

Nodding, I answered, "Yea. There was a big celebration at a local park. It was a big picnic setup with fireworks at night."

"That's good." Was the simple answer the rusty-haired Hatfield gave me as a warm smile crossed over his lips.

"Bet'cha never broke a McCoy's nose at your old 4th of July picnic like ya did today." Will chuckled, a proud glint in his eye.

Before I could say a word, a loud boom was heard followed by a bright firework lighting up the sky. "Look, it started!" Cotton exclaimed, pointing to the sky with excitement beaming from him.

"Told ya it would, son." Ellison told his son, a soft smile evident in his soothing timbre.

Will wrapped an arm around my shoulders, letting me lean up against him, while pointing to a red firework bursting brightly in the velvet blue sky and telling me with a smirk, "That looks like Tolbert's nose when ya broke it."

"It does, doesn't it?" I let out in a soft giggle, a cheeky smile splitting my face in two. Turning around slightly tolook at Will I asked teasingly, "You're never gonna let me live that down, are ya?"

"Nope." He popped out. Pointing to the sky he suggested, "Now watch the fireworks, darlin'."

I just shook my head at him, leaned back against his chest once more, and resumed watching the bright fireworks light up the sky.

Jessa POV:

I was sitting in Tolbert's wagon with him watching the fireworks. The colorful bursts of light in the sky were beautiful. I've seen plenty of firework shows growing up, but this one just seemed serene. Tolbert didn't seem too into the show, but I think that's cause his head was still pounding and his broken nose was sore. Looking between him and the sky, I asked, "Are you hurting really bad? If so, we can just leave and see the fireworks show next year."

"Nah, Jessa, I'm fine." Tolbert gruffy barked at me, his velvet voice hitched up a bit in pain, as he watched the sky with an uninterested look in his stormy eyes.

Looking at him with worry shining in my indigo eyes I sighed, "You don't look fine or sound fine either."

"If I weren't ya think I'd be here sittin' wit'cha?" He rhetorically asked before quickly following it up with a snarky remark of, "No, I'd be home restin' in my bed so hush up and watch the damn fireworks."

"Don't be pissy with me cause you're upset that Allie broke your nose. It ain't my fault, don't take it out on me."

"Jessa…please just watch the damn show and leave me 'lone."

"Fine, I'll leave you alone. I'll go find your sisters or some of your brothers to sit and watch the fireworks with." I told him before turning to hop down from the wagon.

Grabbing my arm in a split second, keeping me from moving away from him, he sighed, "I don't want ya t'go. Just, stay put and watch the show since it's almost over. A'ight? "

"Tolbert, I know you're not feeling good, but I don't want to be snapped at cause you're hurting." I told him, causing his face to fall in an odd look. I wrenched my arm out of his hold and climbed down from the wagon while telling him, "I think it's best that I find Roseanna and Alifair while you go home cause you're feeling worse then what you let on."

"Wait, you don't have to go. Just come back; sit down." I heard Tolbert's smooth accented voice call out to me as I walked away from him and the wagon, my mind set to find Roseanna and if not her then Pharmer and Bud.

I meant it when I told Tolbert I wasn't going to listen to him snap at me anymore. I understand that he's most likely an untreated bipolar cause of his mood swings, but I'm not dealing with it. Growing up my picture-perfect stay at home housewife mother had bad bipolar and maniac depression episodes when she forgot to take or refill her meds or got into a funk and just didn't take them. I had to listen to her rants and ravings growing up, all the way up til I left on my fieldtrip, so I wasn't going to deal with it now in a new time and place. Yea, I know it's really an old time and place, but it's still new to me.

I liked Tolbert, really, I did, but I wasn't going to cower down and let him push me around while having one of his mood swings. I think he was right when he told me nearly a month ago that he thought we needed to wait until I was in Kentucky for a while before we decided to date. Right now, even tho I like him, I wouldn't date him. He's got a lot of work to do before I can see him as more then a friend, even tho I really do have a little crush on him.

I know that Tolbert has a sweet side, but his sour one seems to be shown more. He's like Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde right now. Maybe I can help him learn to control his temper, teach him how to be a bit calmer or at least that way with me.

I spotted Mr. and Mrs. McCoy along with their brood gathered together in a cluster on a bunch of blankets that were sprawled out on the ground. I walked over to them and took a seat next to Roseanna, who was next to her mother.

Sensing me next to her, Roseanna looked at me and asked, "What're ya doin' here? I thought you were with my brother."

"Tolbert's not feelin' good so I suggest that he go home and came over here to finish watching the fireworks instead."

"Oh." Roseanna nodded, her mouth slightly open in a round O-shape.

Sally must've heard my and Roseanna talking cause she leaned over her daughter and placed a gently hand on my knee. "Sweetheart, Tolbert's a good boy, tho he can be temperamental. I'm sure once the pain from his broken nose lessens, he'll be more bearable." She told me in a warm motherly tone, a soft knowing smile on her face. She patted my knee before sitting back in her spot. Instead of returning her attention to the sky, Sally looked over at me and revealed, "Tolbert was always a handful when he was sick or hurt as a child, just to let'cha know."

"Thanks for telling me that, Sally." I politely told the woman, earning me a soft upturn of her lips and a slight nod.

I directed my gaze up to the colorful fireworks going off in the sky. I'm not sure how long I was watching with the McCoys for whenever the loud multi-sparkling grand finale went off in the sky, marking the end of the 4th of July festivities and celebrations.

AN:

So, hope you guys liked this chapter and how the girls are developing their relationships with the guys. Also how do you feel about the friendships Allie and Jessa are forming with the people on their sides of the feud (like Nancy, Roseanna, Skunk Hair, Vera, etc.)?

Yea, Perry Cline's OC sister Rihanna's still dead, but her first husband (only one in this story) never died and ended up working with Perry once he became a widower. Basically, Brenton Landon knew that Novella would be miserable with Tolbert, turned down that match, and instead gunned for her to get with Perry's senator friend lol. So, yea after being turned away from courting Novella Tolbert's just had bad luck cause all the local daddies took what Brenton (Perry's legal assistant) said to heart bout him and spurned his courting attempts for their daughters. Yea, I'm such a nice writer huh…

Oh in some upcoming chapters Brenton Landon will make an appearance, so will Novella and Senator Billings hehe. FYI their face claims will be:

Brenton-Scott Eastwood

Novella-Rose Leslie

Senator Billings- Either Robert Downey Jr. or Hugh Jackman (whichever you prefer)

Anyways, next up is the logging accident. Oh boy...