Amos had a system. If it was semiclean and fell into the category of clothing—throw it in. Dunc glanced around Amos’s room. It looked as if it had been through a recent nuclear blast. Junk was thrown (Amos said it was strategically placed) everywhere. Dunc picked up a torn poster of a race car. Underneath was a rotten banana peel, a moldy sock, and a pair of jeans. Amos grabbed the jeans and threw them into his suitcase. “That ought to be enough stuff for two weeks. This is so great! I’ve always wondered what it would be like to be a real cowboy. Can’t you just see me riding the range, roping cows, and singing songs on the lone prairie? I’m lucky your uncle invited me to come with you.” “Uncle Woody said he was glad to have you. He’s a little shorthanded at the ranch right now. Some of his hands just recently quit.” Amos sighed. “Melissa is going to be so impressed.” Melissa Hansen was the girl Amos dreamed about—the only girl in the world, as far as Amos was concerned.
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