She asked me "Son when I grow old, will you guy me a house of gold? And when your father turns to stone, will you take care of me?"


7. Gold; seven



   I heard this thing once that if you were a sore loser, you never got anywhere in life.


  I think it was Harry who told me that, he was kind of the sap of the group.


  But I did try to keep my head high and accept our loss with a smile.


  And you know what?


  That sap was actually right.

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