Chapter 123

"I'm writing my grandmother again.." "You two must be really close." "She's essentially my mother..." He said, not looking up once. "Well, what happened to your mother?" I asked. "She was stolen by a tribe of bandits, never to be heard from again...The same with my older sister. They bandits killed my father, leaving me, my grandmother and my younger sister to try to continue on with his work." He said with no emotion at all. "Damn..." I gasped. It was just unfathomable how he could just sit here and not be haunted by this fact. "Well, we're generally opposed to guns but after that, my grandmother picked up a buck rifle and a few handguns just in case things ever got bad like that again. She said she would not lose another child without a battle." He continued. "I'm sorry to hear this." I said, feeling full sympathy. "Don't be. We stay on a frontier. It's sad as hell but it's a reality and you can't apologize for reality." He said still vigorously writing. "So Rejon must be back?" I as