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Charlie the Wood Chopper

Charlie the woodchopper of Fremont began to build his new home, it had to have an elegant dome with a golden trim glittering at night. Charlie couldn't afford a Victorian mansion and settled for a modest ranch with small rooms and a patio with a sliding door; there, apple trees swayed and stranded cats played... Brawny, the dog, guarded the house's windows from that armed intruder, Charlie's rifle was ready to make gunshot fumes and scare the thief wearing his stolen trousers! Charlie lost his adorable wife to a car accident, she hit a tree head-on while being distracted by a deer driving across a wet road in Denver; since then he lived life in strife... a widower who refused to remarry and break the matrimonial vows; what he has left now is a cocaine addict son! Charlie spends his time reading the Daily Review which is one of the newspapers free to senior citizens, and he often wipes off his reading glasses that look new, but taking them off he loses the perception of things; his days are long and sad, he wishes he had a companion, but Leonor cannot be replaced by anyone...she smiles at him from a portrait he painted himself on a wood plaque and it seems real! Quite a few times he has wept and tried to deal with his unbearable pain, but only prayers could! He only listens for Leanor's voice that has a ghostly sound!

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