The Gentle Man
Copywrite©2010 Mendon Fishers I was suddenly awake, and covered in a cold sweat. I guess I had ‘The Nightmare’ again but couldn’t remember it. I guess talking to the ‘doc’ had helped. I knew I couldn’t go back to sleep yet. The nightmare would only return. I looked over at the alarm clock. It was 4:30 am. Almost time to get up anyway, so I might as well get dressed. Running a ranch started early in the morning and lasted late into the night. But I loved it. I had 535,000 acres in the foot...