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The blizzard was raging fiercely around them as the brothers stumbled down the long road. they were miles from any farm, and knew they had to seek shelter or freeze to death. So it was with gratitude that the two brothers spotted a saloon and pushed their way through the door. Every eye in the room turned upon them, as the boys ordered coffee with the last of their money. As the bartender went to fetch the hot drink, most of the regulars returned to their conversations. But one man continued to stare; a massive butcher with a mop of red hair and a long red beard who was the worse for drink. “You’re looking at me funny,” the butcher slurred, looming over the two boys. “We weren’t looking at you,” said the older boy. “We were just warming ourselves by the fire.” “Are you calling me a liar?” he shouted. Around the room crowd grinned; they loved a good fight.
BROTHERS REVENGE
