Chapter 2

Bobby helped Benito load up the truck. Didn't need much, few supplies was all-- along with a whole lot of bags of M&Ms. Ennis didn't see why Benito needed candy for curin' a bull with bloat. Although he trusted Benito's judgment, Ennis had ta ask. Alls Benito said was they was a gift. A gift. Benito sure gave plenty, and Ennis reckoned Benito gave a lot more than he got. Seemed ta him that givin' made for a happy man-- leastwise it did in Benito's case. Still, Ennis knew his friend probably gave away more than he could afford at times-- that's why guilt gnawed at Ennis soon as he seen Benito's spankin' new truck. Ennis was pretty danged sure that Benito never would have bought this new truck if it wasn't for Jack and him.

"When'd ya get this?" Ennis asked, brushin' as his hand over the smooth surface like he was inspectin' a brood mare. 

"A recent purchase. It is not new, but new to me," Benito said. 

Ennis patted the hood and looked around, wonderin' where his old truck was. "Looks new."

"Not to worry. I put your old girl out to pasture in the back barn."

"My truck didn't make it far fer ya, I suppose." Ennis leaned against the fender and Benito chuckled.

"If you must know, Señor Ennis, my old bones didn't make it that far in your truck."

Ennis wiped his brow with the back of his hand. His old truck did have bad springs. And bad tires. And a cracked windshield. And backfired somethin' fierce. 

"Can't thank ya enough for givin' us the use of your truck to go after them hombres." Ennis squinted his eyes. "Sorry ya had ta go off n' buy a new one."

"Ahh, well, I can't complain--this one has one important extra that my old truck did not--air conditioning." 

Ennis opened the cab door and turned ta Jack. "Comin'?" he asked.

"Think I'll ride in the back bed with Bobby and Nina," Jack said. Nina wagged her tail gleeful-like, and Bobby looked almost as excited as she did, way he bounced and grinned. Seemed to Ennis his son was actin' more and more like his pa.

"We really gonna get ta see some buckin' bulls?" Bobby asked.

Benito smiled over the top of the cab. "I do not think it will be buckin' but there will be a bull."


Ennis opened the tailgate for Jack and Jack and Bobby climbed in the back, although they didn't seem ta need his help none. Nina leaped in behind with a bark. Yep, Jack done just fine 'n let Bobby help him to the back so's he could lean against the cab. Had ta say that Jack took it well, better than he did a few weeks ago when helpin' him was more like hurtin'.

Ennis walked around the truck thinkin' about the way things was and the way things was gonna be. Never would have thought that he'd be here with Jack and have family acceptin' them like this.

Them first few days was shaky, Ennis had ta admit. Both Lureen and Bobby did the eggshell walk. Didn't take long for a new kind of normal ta set in. Lureen was nothin' like Alma, that was for sure. Never cottoned much to comparin' women ta fillies but if ever a woman was like one, it'd be Lureen Newsome. Woman had the same fire. Yep, Lureen was a feisty filly: she'd rear up instead of lope, then toss her mane right pretty. Right then he knew what a young Jack Twist saw in her. She's the kinda filly that kicks and nips and never gets completely tamed, yet had them kind, wise eyes. Ennis seen the look in so many fine young mares. Nurtured her colt damn fine too. 

And Jack did have a fine son. Yes, sir, had a lot of Jack in him. Same forgivin' ways. And the way Bobby treated him--Ennis still couldn't believe it. He reckoned that all them months thinkin' on his daddy dead had a heap ta do with Bobby's attitude toward Ennis. 

And Jack, he was full of surprises, too. Risin' early, readin'. And although dodgin' bullets and out-foxin' hombres were right admirable tasks,  meetin' with doctors was like askin' Jack to roll around with a mess of rattlesnakes. Fact was, Ennis was damn surprised this morning when Jack agreed so easily ta goin' for that second opinion. Still couldn't believe Lureen and him got Jack ta go. 

Ennis turned to Benito. "Gotta thank ya, doc, it worked. Jack is gonna go ta one of them specialists." His friend smiled at that. "Was Lureen who done it-- pulled the Bobby card."

"Never underestimate the power of a woman to induce guilt," Benito said.

Ennis recalled how he had skittered around the issue fer days, knowin' it was a sore spot with Jack. Every time Ennis hinted of seein' another doctor, Jack's arms would cross and his jaw would twitch. Ennis was more of a direct-route kinda man, but there were times when direct routes got ya nowhere. That's when Ennis decided ta talk ta Benito about it. Talked to the Sister too. Seems they was all in agreement-- Jack should git a second opinion. Knew they was workin' on him. Went ta Lureen last. Truth was, talkin' to her was plumb easier than he expected.

So Ennis left it up to Lureen, and she'd told Jack straight-out. When Ennis came up on 'em and added his two bits, made Ennis' day when Jack agreed. Seemed quick but Ennis knew better. Knew all them friends 'n family's words had weighed on Jack's mind. Yep, Ennis reckoned Jack's mind was already made up, and Lureen's words was the last step.

Was a long, dirty ride. Imagined that the back of the truck wasn't such an easy ride, but sittin' in the cab next ta Benito, Ennis could hear Jack wrigglin' around in the truck bed with Bobby and Nina. Ennis glanced back at 'em numerous times. Weren't checkin' up, just makin' memories. Made him feel warm inside the way father and son got on together. Way they played, they was like two pups most times. And his daddy bein' blind didn't stop Bobby from wrestlin' or jokin'. They was that way on the ride there and despite the heat 'n dirt they frolicked around.

Soon they found hills covered in lush Bermuda grass and followed the road to a wide wooden threshold.

"Name of the place is El San Luis," Benito said. 

For the most part, the house was weathered but well-kept.  The rest of the place was the same-- the barns, the livestock. The tidy home looked inviting with old rockin' chairs and wood on the steps shiny from wear. 

They were greeted by seven children in an assortment of sizes all dressed in the same worn brown pants and yellowed shirts. All of them ran along side the truck shouting, "Señor Benito! M&Ms! M&Ms!" Their faces seemed as bright as the sun ta Ennis. A short, scruffy man with thick white hair limped up behind them. He was dressed pretty much the same and wore a proud smile on his face as he took in the band of children. Ennis reckoned that he must be their grandfather.

Benito parked the truck and reached over and opened the glove compartment, and the bags of candy  plopped into Ennis' lap. Ennis and Benito climbed out bearing candy-coated treats. But the children had a new interest. Nina. And she loved it-- ear-scratching, tummy-rubbing, face-licking fun.

Jack and Bobby were right behind, laughin'. Ennis climbed out of the cab only ta find himself circled by gigglin' and skippin' children. Ennis couldn't understand a word they was sayin' to him, but it didn't matter none-- their glee was contagious. The old guy started conversin' with Benito while the children chased Nina. Ennis watched the doc patiently nod and look over to the corral that the old guy pointed to-- he seen the bull then. Big bull, had ta be over 2,000 pounds, with head lowered, eyes bulgin' and one side distended.  

Jack turned ta Ennis and kicked the dirt. "Imagine ya worked with bulls o' plenty," Jack said.

"Imagine." Ennis shifted his weight. "Beef bulls and some dairy, used for stud. No ridin' ones. This here is a stud. Benito said it's a damn valuable one, too."

"So's the bull was raised in a herd," Jack stated. "That's good. They ain't so damned confrontational when raised with other bulls. You'd think it'd be the other way around." 

"Don't know, seems ta me if ya ain't never been 'round somethin' yer whole life, puts the fear in ya. Makes ya rear your head."

"Makes sense."

"Bull's got bloat. Problem is he keeps gettin' it, and Benito can't figure where he's gettin' it from since they been keepin' him on dry hay. Only put him out in dry pasture."

"The cure sure ain't no fun," Jack said, thrustin' his hands in his pockets. 

Benito and the old guy stepped over, makin' introductions. The old guy's name was Luis, and he didn't speak English. Ennis and Jack's knowledge of Spanish was damned limited, although they had been pickin' up a bit bein' around Benito. Ennis took in some of what was said. Seemed the bull was right sickly, and Luis was worried he might lose his best bull.

He shooed his grandchildren into the house out of harm's way. They begged ta take Nina with 'em, but Nina wouldn't leave Jack. The children went inside reluctantly, wavin' to Nina and munchin' on M&Ms. Luis then led the doc out ta the bull.

Ennis took Jack's elbow with just enough of a touch ta let him know where they was goin'. 

When they got to the bull, Benito, Luis and Ennis got the bull in the pen while Jack and Bobby stood off ta the side. Ennis knew the bull was goin' bad, way its mouth was all frothin' and side blown up almost twice the size of the other.


Didn't matter ta Jack. No way that Ennis needed his help so he hung back with his son as they herded the bull into the pen. Couldn't walk completely away, instead he counted off the14 paces-- Nina followed next ta him at his heels and sat right at his feet when Jack leaned against the gate. Jack found that countin' steps was comin' more and more natural.  Sometimes he didn't realize he was doin' it. Bobby stood not far from him, but Jack kept himself between his son and the bull. Damn things were so unpredictable, didn't matter that the bull was sick-- damn things move fast. Lots of animals in this world you can trust but one of them ain't a bull. 

Remembered when he could have helped them get the bull in the pen. Now he felt like he was in the way. 

Heard the day move 'round him like a thousand whispers. Was like that sometimes. Time slowed and the wind and sand and sun became part of a swift rush of sound that Jack had ta separate. Listened to Bobby's boots kickin' dirt, listened to the bull stompin' and gurglin' as Ennis and Benito slipped the hose down the bull's throat. No small task. Then Jack had one of them feelings. Thing was, Jack understood now that nothin' came without a warnin' in life. Sounds and movement and scent. There was always a sign, just that most people never noted 'em. Jack felt it before the bull spun. Smelled the bull. Felt it in the air. Jack's only thought was gettin' Bobby outta harm's way -- it came an instant before the loud crack of the boards as they snapped under 2,000 pounds of pressure. "Bobby! Get over the fence!" he yelled, then pushed his son out of the bull's sights ta safety.

He knew his best change was ta go low: he done a 180, then rolled to the ground-- right under its legs. A sharp pain bit through him as a hoof clipped his side. Everything slowed suddenly. His arms and legs were light like air. Heard every hoof echo. When choosin' between hooves and horns, Jack'd take hooves any time. As time slowed more, he felt the bull's froth splash in his face and knew the horns were right behind. One caught him, felt the white-heat as it grazed his side, felt the warm, wet gush of blood. He rolled and rolled. Like in one of them slow motion dreams a his. Ennis hollered, but Jack yelled more, tellin' Ennis ta get back 'cause he heard him climbin' off the fence. Heard Bobby's voice too along with Benito's and Luis', but they was a safe distance away. It was Nina's bark right next ta him that made him jump. His only thought was ta keep rollin'. The fence. Had ta get under the corral fence and away; it had to be only inches. Knew he wasn't hurt bad, yet. Had ta get under the fence and away before somethin' bad did happen. And there it was, there, his hand touched it, and under he went, slippin' beneath the worn boards with the bull's horn whistlin' behind him. Face down in the dirt, Jack moved a bit, testin' ta see how he was. Benito and Ennis were right there, hoverin' over him. 

"I'm ok. Nothin' broke," Jack said, as much to himself as to the others. Nina was lickin' his face, makin' Jack laugh, half out of crazy relief and half 'cause it tickled.

"Yer bleedin'!" Bobby croaked out.

Jack patted his side. No use kiddin' himself. It hurt fuckin' bad, still, "Just a nick," Jack said between clenched teeth. "Been hurt lots worse than this rodeoin'."

Benito inspected the wound closer. 

"Señor Jack is right. He is not gored; it is only a graze, but he will need stitches."

"I take it that the bull's fine from that stinkin' burp I just heard in my ear," Jack said. "Must be all that activity got the gas out."

Benito laughed. Jack heard the doc speakin' ta Luis in Spanish. 

Ennis got down next ta Jack. Felt Ennis' hand brush his forehead, then his mouth close, breath like a whisper. "Shit, Jack. Don't go scarin' me like that. Thought I was gonna lose ya again."

"Take more 'n an old bull ta do that," Jack groaned. "You should know that. Now help me up."

Ennis gave him his hand. 

"Can I go to the doctor with ya and watch ya get stitches?" Bobby asked as they headed for the truck. "I watched when I got stitches in my foot. Remember? When I stepped on that broken glass. Can I, Dad?"

"Sure ya can," Jack said, stoppin'. "But don't need ta go to a doctor. Benito can do it here."  

"Let's get you home to my office," Benito said, helpin' him into the truck, "then I will clean you up and see."

Bobby climbed behind the seats in the cab. "That was so cool, Dad, the way you saved me."

"Happened so damn fast," Ennis said, sittin' next ta Jack. "Was holdin' the bull's head by the horns, and the doc had the hose down its throat, next thing I knew the bull twisted. Boards busted apart like twigs, and the bull went chargin' at Bobby."

"That's when ya pushed me," Bobby said.

"Damn, Jack, ya moved faster than that damned ol' bull." 

"Knew a lot of rodeo clowns in my life. Reckon I learned me a trick or two from 'em." Jack leaned back into the seat and groaned as they began the bumpy ride back to Benito's.

"You are sore now," Benito observed, "but you will be more sore tomorrow."

"You got that right," Jack said. "What I need is a drink. Ya got any whiskey at that place a yers?"


Jack relaxed on the bed. The stitches Benito gave him didn't hurt much; it was his side where the bull stepped on him that bothered him most. He heard Ennis movin' round the room, gettin' ready for bed. Was times like these that Jack missed seein' most. Remembered how he used to watch Ennis sheddin' his clothes near the campfire.

"Excitin' day," Jack said. "Done good for a blind man."

"Ah, Jack--"

"It's ok. I was thinkin', 'bout the specialist--"

"Hell, Jack. Thought that was decided."

"Don't worry none-- I ain't goin' back on my word. Guess doctors are good for somethin'," Jack said, rubbin' his side. "Benito did a good job sewin' me up. Besides, goin' to the specialist is a good idea. Maybe they do know more. Never know. Maybe I will be able ta see again."

Ennis got all quiet. 

"Yep," Jack repeated, "it was an excitin' day. Didn't know veterinary medicine was so dangerous. 'Course guess I should a knowed since they work with sick animals. Sick big animals. Imagine Benito's been hurt more than a time or two. He's a good vet. Did a right nice job sewin' me up too."

"And the bull got relief," Ennis laughed. 

Jack licked his lip. "More than I'm gettin' right now."

Jack felt the bed dip as Ennis settled in beside him.

"Think I can do somethin' about that," Ennis murmured, gettin' on his knees next ta him. "But gotta go easy on ya, 'cause I know you're mighty sore." 

"Hell, Ennis, not that sore. Shit!"

"How 'bout a mouth full 'o Jack Twist?"

Although Jack didn't believe that the doc would order that prescription, had ta think what Ennis was doin' was just what the doctor ordered. Felt Ennis movin' between his legs and his lips slip tight around his cock. Bed bounced in time ta Ennis' head. Best feelin' ever havin' his man's mouth wet and slick bobbin' up and down hot and hard on his dick. Bit his lip ta keep from cryin' out so's he wouldn't disturb Bobby. Came fast, like a rocket. Ennis crawled in next to him when it was over, nuzzlin' his neck and kissin' his lips nice 'n tender-like. 

"When was the last time I said I loved ya?" Ennis whispered. 

"Think it was about two nights ago," Jack smirked, "when I was puttin' it to ya good."

Ennis chuckled against his neck. "Well, guess I'll say it again: Love ya, Jack Twist."

"Feeling's mutual, cowboy."

Jack closed his eyes ta go ta sleep. Jack wondered on that before. Funny thing closin' yer eyes ta sleep when yer blind. Habit, he guessed.


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I've been waiting forever for this to get updated thanks a bunch :) Very nice

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Why thanks so much. I've been waiting forever to get this done so I could post this! Feels good to do it, too.

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Blind 3

Afternoon, El.

Well,so nice to open my "Friends" page and find you, friend, have posted Chapter 2. Welcome back! Good chapter, lots of action. I like the parts from Jack's point of view. He's learning fast how to live in blindness, and his other four senses have increased to compensate... and also his "sixth" sense. Think he needs to have a medical doctor check his side where the bull stomped him, to rule out any internal problems.

Makes me realize how long it's been for me, too, since last posting...

Thanks again.

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Re: Blind 3

Not necessarily a sixth sense, but all heightened. I'm sure Benito will make Jack get a second opinion (you're always looking out for Jack! Good for you).

Thanks so much, for reading and sharing.


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Yay! What a treat to see this :) And it's a testament to what a fine writer you are that I was able to fall back into this world without missing a beat.

Heard the day move 'round him like a thousand whispers. Was like that sometimes. Time slowed and the wind and sand and sun became part of a swift rush of sound that Jack had ta separate.

Wow. Now that is some damn fine writing, el. Not only beautiful, but your descriptions actually gave me a better understanding of what Jack's world is like. Awesome. I'm so proud of your Jack, and of your Ennis, too. Looking forward to seeing them deal with their new life and all its challenges together. Thanks, el!


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What's really amazing about most of the part that you quoted was that I just wrote it a few hours ago after my beta asked about the first part about the thousand whispers and wondered if I was being poetic (which I was, but obviously hadn't done enough to illustrate, hence, the rest. Thank you, Judy for making me a better writer).

Thanks Marie for your kind words. It's great to be back in this world again!

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Ennis still couldn't believe it. He reckoned that all them months thinkin' on his daddy dead had a heap ta do with Bobby's attitude toward Ennis. This was very astute of Ennis - the kind of thing Ennis would recognize since he could relate.

I loved that bit about nothing coming w/o a warning. And the whole scene w/ the bull - I felt it and heard through Jack - wonderful bit of writing there.

So glad to see this chapter!


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Thanks, Tes. It's a huge compliment coming from you. It took a few reworks to get the whole bull scene down and into Jack-mode. Thank you again!


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I am so glad to see this updated again! :) This was great writing. Especially the bit about Jack w/the bull -- very powerful. Thank you so much for sharing this. :)

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Thanks. This was great writing. Especially the bit about Jack w/the bull -- very powerful. This was the part of the chapter that took the most time to get right. The effort was worth it!

Hope you're doing well!


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None So Blind chapter 2


What a delightful surprise. I'm so thrilled. I'm at the point in where I'm no longer interested in reading A/U stories. But sweetie you know how much I adored Love is I'm making myself a happy - a very happy - exception! LOL!

I always loved how you managed to keep our boys honest and real while at the same time keep them on equal ground with each other. You don't try to instill your own POV in your characterization of them. There is no judgement. Your writing accept them for who they are and have them behave and conduct themselves as they most likely would if circumstances actually made it possible for them to live the life that BOTH men has secretly wanted. A rare gift.

Ennis' insight in regard to both Lureen and Bobby was wonderfully handled. Ennis was always an insightful man. He may not had book knowledge...but he always possessed common sense and in some cases that's more important. It was the all-consuming fear and the negative society in which Ennis was raised that prevented him from going for that life he wanted with Jack. How you had Ennis overcome that without losing the essence of the characterization from the original story is a remarkable achievement.

Here's hoping he is soon reunited with his girls. I'm sure he misses them as much as they miss him. Can't wait to see the complicated issues father and daughters will have to deal with once Ennis tell them he loves another man. I'm sure they will eventually be charmed by Jack but they're subjects that probably will be discuss...especially in regard to their mother and how Ennis betrayed Alma during all those years. Speaking of Alma, it will be interesting to see how she will react. Something tells me she won't be the standard bitch that most writers paints her or be that overly understanding. I get a sense there will be a middle that's more honest and believable...which will only make the story that much more fascinating to read.

I'm on the fence in regard to Jack's possibly gaining his sight. On one hand I would love it...but on the other hand I always admired the fact you took Jack's blindness seriously and made it an important element to your story and to his characterization. Jack's blindness is apart him and you've shown that he is still a very capable man, still strong, still youthful in spirit, the still same Jack Twist Ennis loved for all these years. But whatever happens I'll be reading it with bells on!!


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Re: None So Blind chapter 2

Where do I start???

You don't try to instill your own POV in your characterization of them. There is no judgment.
This is where being a journalist pays off. You report what happens through another person's ears and eyes, which makes for incredible story telling. I incorporate that in everything I write that is not first person. Thanks for noticing!

Here's hoping he is soon reunited with his girls. I'm sure he misses them as much as they miss him.
Yes, he does. I put subtle hints in this chapter regarding how Ennis watches Jack and Bobby. He sees how close they are. He also sees the close relationship the grandfather has with his grandchildren on the ranch. Ennis takes this in, as he always takes in and observes. As you said, Ennis is "an insightful man." He knows what is missing in his life, his daughters, but he also is practical. No sense in worryin' on somethin' he can't fix now!

Something tells me she won't be the standard bitch that most writers paints her or be that overly understanding.
You have that spot-on. I don't see her as a bad person or a good person. I plan to use the same unbiased viewpoint and let each character's voice determine the perception.

I'm on the fence in regard to Jack's possibly gaining his sight.
I think I need to repeat here, that I am not on fence and I haven't changed my decision. (and this is for other readers' benefit as well as yours, George. I don't want anyone getting a false impression). Jack's reaction to the doctor is that part of Jack that dreams and hopes. It was extinguished for awhile, but Ennis has come back to him. That he might allow himself to wish and hope for his sight and is only natural, especially when you take Jack's character into the formula. And psychologically this happens to people who have lost their sight, too.

Thanks, george! Glad you enjoyed the chapter!


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So glad you didn't abandon this. This was a great chapter. Nice to see Ennis, Lureen and Bobby all getting along and bullying Jack to another specialist. Guess it's true that when you lose one sense, your other senses shapen. Hope to read more very soon.

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Abandon this?! Never! Thanks for enjoying the chapter. I'm back to writing this story again. Yes, they are "bullying" him (glad you got my little joke there).

Thanks for reading.


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What a wonderful writer you are and this is such a great story. My favorite part that we don't see expressed too often, was the beautiful image you presented of Lureen and Ennis's thoughts of knowing what Jack found in her:
" Woman had the same fire. Yep, Lureen was a feisty filly: she'd rear up instead of lope, then toss her mane right pretty. Right then he knew what a young Jack Twist saw in her. She's the kinda filly that kicks and nips and never gets completely tamed, yet had them kind, wise eyes. Ennis seen the look in so many fine young mares. Nurtured her colt damn fine too."

Thank you so much for returning to this unique and wonderful story.


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Thanks, Toni. I don't mind reading fics that depict Lureen and Alma as villains, but in the OS, neither were the bad guys. It was the times and life that molded each character. Jack cared for Lureen as Ennis did Alma. The women just had the bad misfortune not to be "the one."

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Loved this update! Pretty exciting chapter - glad you didn't kill Jack off right away! LOL!
Thank you!

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Ha! Like I would ever kill Jack off (or Ennis for that matter). That's the whole reason I write and read fanfiction!

Thanks in return.


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YAY I'm glad you're back! Hope RL calmed down some for ya. This was a lovely update---though ya scared the crap outta me with Jack vs The Bull!! AAHHHHH!! Very cool how he used his others senses though. Spot on! :)


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RL is still crazy, just not as crazy. I finally got some time to myself to write this. Glad you liked Jack vs. the Bull. It took some doing but was fun writing.

Thanks, Jen.


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Yay! What a thrill it was to find a new chapter of one of my all-time favorite BbM stories.
*Does happy dance*
And a very exciting chapter it was, too. Wow. Awesome.
It's wonderful to see this story continue.

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*Does happy dance*

That was the same thing I was doing when I finally sent this chapter off to be beta'd. I never thought it would happen. I still have bits and pieces for future chapters I chopped off this one and know where the road is going.

Hugs back,

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so good

Sorry not sure how I missed part one of this but I sure loved reading both parts together. Amazing how Jack is picking up on reading braille and how his senses worked so quickly to save Bobby I'm glad Nina did not get hurt because I'm sure that dog would have stood between that old bull and Jack to save him she loves him so much. I do hope that the doctors can help Jack but if not then well we have to deal with the cards we are dealt in life and it sounds like Jack is trying that so it is all good. Joe

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Re: so good

Glad you found the first chapter! I like it that Jack has decided to read and learn more about the world. And you're so right about Nina. She does love Jack. And Jack is getting back to his old dreamer, hopeful self. Thanks for taking time to read.

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wow how did I miss this story. I love this sequel. I wonder if the doctor will be able to help Jack get his vision back.

I was amazed how Jack didn't get trambled with that bull.

How old is Bobby in this story?

more please (I love how Ennis showed Jack he loves him)

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I wonder if the doctor will be able to help Jack get his vision back. I don't want to give you false hope. No, he won't, but he still will be the sweet life ;) And to answer your other question, Bobby is a teenager in this.

I like how Ennis shows his affection. Note how I've met a few of the challenges here, but a bit late (Blow jobs and chocolate)...

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After a long day it was great to have this to read. Missed them.

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Thanks, I appreciate that you take time to comment. I'm not so good at that and wish I was.


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Thank yo so much for continue this story. I´m very happy now. Ursel

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Always glad to make people happy. Thanks for taking time to comment!


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Very glad to see this continue. I've always loved this story and was afraid the sequel was stopping at one chapter. Thanks for coming back to it! It was an exciting chapter.

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I am definitely continuing this, and it will come to conclusion-- it just takes me longer than some;)

thanks for commenting and sticking with the story!


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Glad to give you a surprise!

Thanks for taking time to comment.

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Yay! - happy dance! Going off to read before I have to go to back to work.
Its great to see an update.


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I like happy dances ;) Thanks for taking time from your busy schedule to comment. I appreciate the feedback!


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I had forgotten about this sequel, but all the more of a happy surprise it was to get this unexpected cpt. 2! (I re-read cpt. 1 to get myself back up to speed.)

I liked this chapter a lot, there's such a sweet and humane quality to the persons (and Nina!) and their dealings with each other. The incident with the bull was extremely well written. You have a knack of conveying action scenes experienced through senses other than sight - it's impressive, and required the reader ot really engage in what's going on. Thank you and I sure hope there will be a shorter time interval till the next chapter arrives! ;-)

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I hope that there's a shorter time between chapters too! Actually, it won't be long before I update again. I have time on my hands for writing during the next weeks, so I should be able to update frequently.

You have a knack of conveying action scenes experienced through senses other than sight - it's impressive, and required the reader ot really engage in what's going on.
I spend time going through these places to make them as authentic as possible. It's always worth the effort when I read comments like yours-- especially coming from a gifted writer such as yourself. Thanks.


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None so blind

I am glad to see a new chapter because I love your boys, Benito and Nina and love to see them happy with a bigger family. Thank you for bringing them back. Martha

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Re: None so blind

And I'm glad to bring them back. It feels like home.

Thanks, Martha, for taking time to comment.


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Yay!!!!! First off, let me say I'm glad to read that you are sticking to your decision that Jack will not regain his sight. I didn't think that had changed, but stranger things have happened. ;)

I'm glad Jack's going to a specialist. I think it will put everyone's mind at ease that everything that could be done for Jack has been.

Anyway, I'm so glad to read an update of this story. I really do enjoy this one. As soon as I read the first few sentences, I get a picture in my mind of what's going on and I can see them all very clearly . . . Ennis, Jack, Bobby, Nina, all of them, even the bull and the M&M munching grandkids!

Thank you for a great update!


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Thanks so much. It's great to be back to this story. And thanks for the encouragement as to sticking to my main premise. It hard, but Jack will have ups and downs-- often the stages of denial come back. He and Ennis just went through a lot of trauma on top of this. Jack hasn't had time to heal as he should, especially in a safe, caring environment.

Thanks for reading, Teri!


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This is a real leap of faith, trying to hope again ! But who can you trust if not the ones that love you the most ? Now I too hope for a miracle ! ;o)
Thank you and welcome back, el, long time no see this story !!

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Hope, love and acceptance are all a part of this story and I feel just a continuation of the OS.

Thanks for reading. Glad I'm back with this story, too.

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Yay:) I had always hoped you would get back to this at some point:)

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Thanks! Always appreciate feedback and encouragement!


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So good to see this story back. I'm thrilled to death that you're still writing for the BBM fandom and sharing it with us-- yayyyy! I enjoyed this and the first chapter to the max.

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Well, I've looked around, and although there are moments when I wonder where this fandom is going in the future, I do feel that there are a host of excellent writers here. I don't plan on leaving anytime soon.

Thanks for the kind words!

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