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Aug 2015
Our little town had gained national attention. It was all over every news paper in America.  It was then the hunters had arrived.  
Our father also wanted to help out with the hunting. My brother and I were not comfortable letting our Dad go without the silver bullet.
So we gave him the .45 caliber silver bullet for his gun.  Our dad smiled at us and asked when we had it made.  " Did old man Jonny make this for you!? "
"Yes dad! Its for the ware wolf!  Its the only thing that can **** it!"  He then looked at the bullet and saw our initials. " Johnny does fine work."
He smiled at us and took one of the bullets out of the chamber and replaced it with the silver bullet. "I'll be fine.  Its most likely a bear that's all.
"Good night kids, don't stay up to late, I'll be back soon.
Silver in the chamber
#45
Solaces
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Solaces  South Texas
(South Texas)   
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