It was an old country house, where my good old friend Harold lived; he was more a businessman than anything. His whole life revolved around his factory, it was his lives work, and it was him one might say. For a man like he the end was not far away for time was not as kind to him as one might hope. Harold had grown Ill over the past two years, he had cancer of the lungs, and his smoking did not help him much. Harold's greatest worry was not that he was going to die, death was never downside in his view, and he did not care when he would die all he wanted was his dream to live on even after his own demise. This was all he wanted, but this proved to be more of a challenge than he had expected. He had two son's their names were Harry and Tom. Harry was a kind forgiving person in my eyes but not everyone thought of him that way. H

"Well I don't know about you but that home is going to have to be the prison"

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Approximate Word count = 3443
Approximate Pages = 14 (250 words per page double spaced)