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Good Morning… (Ending) Besides, there was to much light and Old Ranger could see me take aim. I decided to wait for the gloom… I scouted the area, once I was sure we would not be disturbed, I sat down beside Old Ranger, leaning against the tree trunk. The trunk was humid and warm so the liquid soaked though my pants. I sat on a bed of flowers and mushrooms. I held the rifle tight to my chest and started to ponder what father would think, when he would know I earned a dollar all by myself. I looked up
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