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maybe even a new microwave and a TV for her room. Two thousand
     dollars was just so much money and she needed it so bad right now. It really was a blessing.
    “Momma, guess what?” said Daisy as she made her way down the hall. “I’m gonna get you something special, Momma. You hear me?”
     she asked as she flung open her mother’s bedroom door.
    “Momma, you okay?” she asked as she walked over to the bed. “Oh, Momma, no.”
    Her mother was lying still, her mouth open, her eyes open, and her face wearing a look of shock.
    “Mommy, please no, please god, no. Momma, please, you’re all I got, Momma, please don’t leave me.” She rushed over to the
     side of her mother’s bed. She sat on the side of the bed next to her mother’s body. She closed her mother’s eyes, and then
     kissed her open mouth. She rubbed her silver hair from her mother’s face and patted her hand. She realized that she was all
     alone, and for the first time in her life, she felt afraid. At least, no matter how bad things got, she had her mother and
     the feeling of being truly loved by someone, but without her mother, there was nothing, nobody and no reason, no reason to
     even live. For the longest time, that was how it was, just Daisy and her mom. Ever since she was a little girl that was the
     only family she had to fall back on. Somewhere out there in Murfreesboro, Tennessee, she had an aunt and a cousin, but other
     than that, no family to tell of.
    Her mother, Abigail, had been born in Murfreesboro in 1927 and was fifty-nine years old. She was the elder of two. Her sister,
     Matilda, was six years younger than herself. Times were hard for her family, as for most, but the Wrights had established
     their land and their farm. People might not think of a cow or a mule as being as precious as a diamond or gold, but in those
     times, they really were valuable, and John Wright kept his shotgun handy at all times. Wasn’t nobody taking his cow, his mule,
     his chickens, or his pig. That was all he had, and without them animals, his family would starve. Without the cow, no milk
     or cheese, butter or cream, and he needed his mule for plowing. The family lived in a house not yet equipped with electricity
     and running water. They had a well that they lowered buckets down into on a rope so they could pull the water back up from
     the earth. There was no bathroom, only an outhouse, no tub, just a large washbin to sit in from time to time. And of all the
     things he wished for, he most wished for a horse.
If I only had a horse. If I only had a horse.
His head sang that song for a long long time. Millie was all right, but if she cut short on a trip, decided she was tired
     or whatever else was ailing her, well then the trip would just be cut short. He couldn’t get her to move. That was one thing
     about them mules, once they decided to stop, they stopped. Not even a rattlesnake would get a mule to flinch. A horse will
     run like the dickens in the wind and pay no mind to where it’s running to, and you could be on it. A horse to draw his cart
     to town was a luxury he could not yet afford. He was still working with Millie. It was okay, too, because in a way, he had
     more than a lot of others. Not a lot, but enough for him and his family to survive. Growing up, Abigail and Matilda lived
     the typical
Little House on the Prairie
life. Her pa worked the fields and her momma did all the work inside the house. The two sisters had their routine as well,
     a typical load of chores for a small farm. That meant up at 5:00 A.M . to fetch fresh water from the well to wash up and to cook with, collecting chicken eggs to make breakfast, milking Bessie,
     the family cow, feeding their four chickens, their one hog, Kirby, and Millie the mule. Didn’t sound like much, but it was
     a lot. School wasn’t far, only a little over a mile. The girls walked the road, as did most of the children. The school wasn’t
     more than one room, with an outhouse behind