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Everyone is a moon and has a dark side which he never shows to anybody

—Mark Twain

Prologue

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My dream was taken froht seconds that I chased week after week that would end up landing me in the hospital with an injury I wouldn’t be able to recover from

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I’d ht had been no different I’d stood in the ain, on the road to another world cha in my world was exactly how I’d wanted it

All it took was one second to change it all One wrong decision made by someone to climb into their car and drive drunk

“When can I get back up on a bull?” I asked the doctor My htly as my father stood on the other side of the hospital bed I was ignoring the throbbing pain in row more intense as the doctor stood there and looked around the rooles rushed through my body, and I already knew the answer before he said it

My two younger brothers, Brock and Tanner, stood off to the side Both were in the same business as me Brock was a professional bull rider and just below , and Tanner was ranked in the top five in the Professional Rodeo Cowboys Association standings as a team roper I took a quick look their way They both looked exactly like how I felt

Defeated

“A bull?” the doctor asked, a bit of shock in his voice

“Ty,” nored the sadness in her tone

“Son, did you even hear a word I just said?” the doctor asked

I nodded “Yes, you saidwas partially crushed in the car accident I’ll need another surgery once I heal from this one, then possibly another after that one, and I’ you, ill I be able to get back up on a bull? How long will this injury take to heal?”