Wliam: A Short Story

1) “He’s not going to win. It’s a Republican district. He’d be better for us if he loses. He’ll work for me. He’ll bring his organization with him.”

“Welcome to all here, let me start off by talking about the Kansas-Nebraska act and the Missouri Compromise and how it has sparked all of these protests. I don’t like it and I have come to put an end to this.”

“There were orchards, heavy leafed in their prime, and vineyards with the long green crawlers carpeting the ground between the rows. There were melon patches and grain fields. White houses stood in the greenery, roses growing over them. And the sun was gold and warm.

Throughout history, the US federal government and governmental entities have been prominently positioned in overseeing the management of public lands. However, with its ever-evolving role and its continued progression, the proposal to transfer federal lands to states has re-emerged. With much debate and conflict on this subject, audiences seeking information on this controversy will come across an array of sources with varying viewpoints, dubious credibility and validity, and questionable objectivity, as observed in the articles from the National Public Radio, the American Legislative Exchange Council, and the Rocky Mountain Elk Foundation.

William had known that it was Melinda’s land, but as soon the the innocent boy laid eyes on the apples he couldn’t help himself. He dashed through the field, and into the apple grove. Immediately, William began pulling apples off the tree, and devouring them.

“I hope you are a better listener when I explain what job I have for you.” He added. “It’s clear you are better than the rest of us, rich boy and all that. But, in here your life is in my hands. If I say the word, you’re dead. If I don’t say anything, you will sign your own death warrant sooner than later.”

“There appears to be some damage done. There are too many good leaders in the county to let that misunderstanding continue. Life’s too short. It’s about our lives.”

The hunters, gatherers, and entrepreneurs of free-willed, independent people are quickly being supplanted by beggars and unmotivated hoards of whining miscreants. They prefer to accept the federal government as the ultimate power over their economic and personal lives, and in turn, mortgage their future and their children’s futures for more government induced euphoria.

She nodded. “I know what you say, Thomas Hamilton. But how, pray tell, can you relate? You yourself have not sailed by ship to find new hope in a land that is not you own.”

When he talked to him about the value of his allocation and the net worth going by the existing market value, he was satisfied too. All of our family members were happy and satisfied with the services that we offered during the process of probating the properties of my father. Since then, we have always lived happy as each of us run their properties separately to support their families. Occasionally, we meet and talk about how we have managed to run the properties separately after allocation by Steven F. Bliss.

Rubbing his head, he said, “The hearing about the house is coming up this week. It may be falling apart, but it is still our home. I heard that stuck up woman wants to have the building inspector condemn it. If they declare it a Historical Landmark, we will be one-step ahead of her. She thinks she is so smart in getting the house condemned, but we will fool her. If we can save it, I’m sure it will piss her off, but who cares if she screams so loud she knocks Putney Mountain clean over into Kentucky.” He laughed and slapped the side of his

“I work here to provide my family with a better life than I could give them back home.”

With the purchase & sale agreement signed and the assent forms trickling in, it was time to prepare for the closing. After completing the paperwork on the sale as depicted in the article Selling the Estate Rental Property: The Purchase & Sale Agreement and Probate, the time was right to complete required tasks for the closing. The day after completing the paperwork, the realtor sent me a list called “The Seller’s Closing Checklist”. The checklist contained required tasks needing completion before the close. Although the list was two pages long, not all tasks were relevant to this closing. In addition, not all tasks were my responsibility. The realtor offered to complete a task, and a couple of tasks were strictly for the attorney. So, with

“You are going to work here in the mines until you can stay with those that give you rules and comands.”

I saw the tree as I rounded the corner of the street, my mother’s apple tree, with its boughs stooping low and leaves twirling in the light autumn breeze. It was shorter than I remembered, its branches no longer reached towards the stars, nor did its roots stretch beyond horizons. Instead it was like any other old tree, confined to the tiny front yard of my mother’s antiquated Victorian cottage, trapped between the cobbled footpath and the peeling picket fences.