Jack of Harts

In twenty years of War we Cowboys became brothers and sisters. Sometimes more. We loved each other. We hated each other. We fought back to back against our enemies. We fought fist to fist against each other. We were family. Not one big happy family of course. Those are rarer than most people think. But family sticks together against all comers. And sometimes we rein family in when they want to hurt others. We did that good for twenty years. And we’ve done it ever since. It’s what family does.