Born and raised in a small merchant family, our boy finds himself in trouble.

  "Hey Vita, didn't I tell you and your's that your business ain't wanted here?"

  "Mr. Harrison, sir I mean no harm. I'm just here to sell some spices from Joy county."

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  "That is what I mean son, we don't want your god damned spice. We are god fearing folk and we will have none that you offer."

  "But, sir doesn't Karen like the spices?"

  "You've sold to Karen, eh? Then that means she will need a talking to just like you."

  And just like that, I was struck. I took the beating for quite a while until he decided I had enough.

  "Let that be a lesson to you Harkens, we don't like having you around."