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Możesz wklejać następny, niech ja już w końcu wiem, że on nie umrze, bo takie sprawia wrażenie na końcu każdego odcinka. To jest silny facet, AMG, pamiętasz o tym, mam nadzieję? Wink

AMG

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AMG

Wymagalna jesteś... Wink

Coż... pora dobić... o pardon, dogonić króliczka Mr. Green

Dirk Johnson urged the horses to a faster pace, but without much enthusiasm. The land was good, but they had found the house in dire need of repair, and for that they lacked money, what with hiring men and paying the foreman. He now had to go over the proposal from the bank, and recalculate expenses to see if he could avoid taking a loan.

Sitting quietly beside him was Lottie. She knew little about complex financial matters, but knew very well when he was worried, and didn’t want to irritate him with empty chatter when he had his mind full. So full it was, as a matter of fact, that he hadn’t paid attention to what was before them until she grabbed his arm.

“Dirk, look!”

Before them was the house. However, it did not stand there lonesome and wearily tilted to one side, as they’d left it, but the site was buzzing with activity.

“Sam!” Dirk jumped off and grabbed the passing foreman. “What’s going on here? What are these men doing here?”

“The neighbourly thing to do.” Dirk turned on his heel at the sound of the familiar voice. Adam Cartwright smiled broadly at him and touched his hat to Lottie. “Hoss remembered that the house looked bad, so we came over to help a little.”

“A little?” Dirk gaped in amazement at the working men. There had to be at least a dozen!

“We’ve already repaired the wall, so it’s safe to be working on the roof now.” Adam pushed his hat back, grinning. True enough, there were three men on the roof, and Dirk recognised Joe among them.

“Good thing you ain’t up there,” he mumbled, but Adam caught it.

“They shooed me off. I helped with the wall, though. So happens I’m an engineer.” He flashed his teeth again. “Within two more hours we should be done, and you’ll be able to live inside.”
He gasped a little when a petite ball of energy hit him, then gave a small laugh. “Lottie, you’ll break my ribs!”

“Thank you.” At a loss for words, she repeated her thanks some two or three more times, then grabbed Dirk’s arm and hugged it in sheer happiness. Unable to contain herself, she started hopping on one leg, then looked back over to where Adam stood.

“Are ya fine now, Adam?”

He grinned at her, for her animated face exuded contagious joy.

Fine? If I can sleep without the dreams, perhaps. If I can get rid of the gnawing guilt deep in my gut. If I can forgive myself for running out on my brothers at the first occasion. If I can stop the what-ifs tumbling inside my head.

Will it ever feel “fine”? Can it ever?

“Yes, Lottie. Getting better every day.”

AMG

THE END

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Jednak nie umarł! Aż dziwne Laughing

, pracujesz nad tym, jak widzę. Jeszcze trochę a i szczęśliwy może będzie? Wink

A tak trochę poważniej - temat tego odcinka do najlżejszych nie należy, więc i fanfik musiał trochę tego ciężaru przejąć. I przejął.