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The Hazelwood Legacy finally has a new heir, and he's not afraid of causing a little chaos.
Thank you for reading tonight! I'll be back with another update on Thursday. I think someone might be in a bit of trouble...
Thank you for reading tonight! I'll be back with another update on Thursday. I think someone might be in a bit of trouble...
January 27, 2026 at 7:06 PM
The Hazelwood Legacy finally has a new heir, and he's not afraid of causing a little chaos.
Thank you for reading tonight! I'll be back with another update on Thursday. I think someone might be in a bit of trouble...
Thank you for reading tonight! I'll be back with another update on Thursday. I think someone might be in a bit of trouble...
Immediately, his stomach sank, and the sweat on the back of his neck turned cold in spite of the blazing sunshine. He stopped dead in his tracks as he glanced hesitantly at the screen.
Missed calls, texts from his mom and sisters, and there at the top of the list…
His dad.
“Aww, 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬.”
Missed calls, texts from his mom and sisters, and there at the top of the list…
His dad.
“Aww, 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬.”
January 27, 2026 at 7:00 PM
Immediately, his stomach sank, and the sweat on the back of his neck turned cold in spite of the blazing sunshine. He stopped dead in his tracks as he glanced hesitantly at the screen.
Missed calls, texts from his mom and sisters, and there at the top of the list…
His dad.
“Aww, 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬.”
Missed calls, texts from his mom and sisters, and there at the top of the list…
His dad.
“Aww, 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬.”
Their nerves dissipating as quickly as they’d set in, the boys descended into their usual antics, teasing, laughing, and trying to trip one another.
Austin had all but forgotten the store owners’ threat and barely noticed the phone buzzing frantically in his back pocket...
Austin had all but forgotten the store owners’ threat and barely noticed the phone buzzing frantically in his back pocket...
January 27, 2026 at 6:50 PM
Their nerves dissipating as quickly as they’d set in, the boys descended into their usual antics, teasing, laughing, and trying to trip one another.
Austin had all but forgotten the store owners’ threat and barely noticed the phone buzzing frantically in his back pocket...
Austin had all but forgotten the store owners’ threat and barely noticed the phone buzzing frantically in his back pocket...
Abandoning their war on Roberto, they listlessly made their way to the coffee shop, tempted by the idea of some shade and an ice-cold milkshake.
The further they got from the store, the more relaxed they felt, doubting there would be any real consequences. Mr Crinkletop was just bluffing.
The further they got from the store, the more relaxed they felt, doubting there would be any real consequences. Mr Crinkletop was just bluffing.
January 27, 2026 at 6:45 PM
Abandoning their war on Roberto, they listlessly made their way to the coffee shop, tempted by the idea of some shade and an ice-cold milkshake.
The further they got from the store, the more relaxed they felt, doubting there would be any real consequences. Mr Crinkletop was just bluffing.
The further they got from the store, the more relaxed they felt, doubting there would be any real consequences. Mr Crinkletop was just bluffing.
The bravado they’d felt just moments ago melted away like morning mist, and an anxious hush settled over the friends, broken only by the whiny, grungy song playing from Austin’s phone.
“Who gives a shit,” Beau huffed, hoping he sounded less daunted than he felt. “Let’s jus’ go to Lone Star.”
“Who gives a shit,” Beau huffed, hoping he sounded less daunted than he felt. “Let’s jus’ go to Lone Star.”
January 27, 2026 at 6:41 PM
The bravado they’d felt just moments ago melted away like morning mist, and an anxious hush settled over the friends, broken only by the whiny, grungy song playing from Austin’s phone.
“Who gives a shit,” Beau huffed, hoping he sounded less daunted than he felt. “Let’s jus’ go to Lone Star.”
“Who gives a shit,” Beau huffed, hoping he sounded less daunted than he felt. “Let’s jus’ go to Lone Star.”
“𝘏𝘈𝘡𝘌𝘓𝘞𝘖𝘖𝘋!” he bellowed. “𝘑𝘶𝘴’ 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵 ‘𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 ‘𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴!”
With that, Roberto turned on his heel and stormed away, slamming the door behind him so fiercely, the windows rattled.
The boys stared after him.
“You don’t think he’ll actually tell your dad, do ya?” Kit mumbled.
With that, Roberto turned on his heel and stormed away, slamming the door behind him so fiercely, the windows rattled.
The boys stared after him.
“You don’t think he’ll actually tell your dad, do ya?” Kit mumbled.
January 27, 2026 at 6:36 PM
“𝘏𝘈𝘡𝘌𝘓𝘞𝘖𝘖𝘋!” he bellowed. “𝘑𝘶𝘴’ 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵 ‘𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 ‘𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴!”
With that, Roberto turned on his heel and stormed away, slamming the door behind him so fiercely, the windows rattled.
The boys stared after him.
“You don’t think he’ll actually tell your dad, do ya?” Kit mumbled.
With that, Roberto turned on his heel and stormed away, slamming the door behind him so fiercely, the windows rattled.
The boys stared after him.
“You don’t think he’ll actually tell your dad, do ya?” Kit mumbled.
Almost knocked off balance by Kit, Roberto shook his head in disbelief, seething at the behaviour of the unruly boys. He turned to retreat to the safety of his store and very nearly ran straight into the third teen, skating along the sidewalk as he laughed wildly.
Yet another familiar foe.
Yet another familiar foe.
January 27, 2026 at 6:31 PM
Almost knocked off balance by Kit, Roberto shook his head in disbelief, seething at the behaviour of the unruly boys. He turned to retreat to the safety of his store and very nearly ran straight into the third teen, skating along the sidewalk as he laughed wildly.
Yet another familiar foe.
Yet another familiar foe.
The store owners’ attention turned to Kit, who was accelerating towards him, his dark eyes flashing with mischief.
“𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯!” Roberto spat, bracing himself for a collision with the boy on the skateboard.
At the last moment, Kit pivoted, laughing wildly as he skated circles around the old man.
“𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯!” Roberto spat, bracing himself for a collision with the boy on the skateboard.
At the last moment, Kit pivoted, laughing wildly as he skated circles around the old man.
January 27, 2026 at 6:25 PM
The store owners’ attention turned to Kit, who was accelerating towards him, his dark eyes flashing with mischief.
“𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯!” Roberto spat, bracing himself for a collision with the boy on the skateboard.
At the last moment, Kit pivoted, laughing wildly as he skated circles around the old man.
“𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯!” Roberto spat, bracing himself for a collision with the boy on the skateboard.
At the last moment, Kit pivoted, laughing wildly as he skated circles around the old man.
As Beau zoomed past perilously close, Roberto reached for him, hoping to grab an arm, a sleeve, anything that could slow the boy down.
Beau swerved, the furious man’s fingertips grazing his forearm but not stopping him. He cackled, glancing over his shoulder as he sped away.
Beau swerved, the furious man’s fingertips grazing his forearm but not stopping him. He cackled, glancing over his shoulder as he sped away.
January 27, 2026 at 6:20 PM
As Beau zoomed past perilously close, Roberto reached for him, hoping to grab an arm, a sleeve, anything that could slow the boy down.
Beau swerved, the furious man’s fingertips grazing his forearm but not stopping him. He cackled, glancing over his shoulder as he sped away.
Beau swerved, the furious man’s fingertips grazing his forearm but not stopping him. He cackled, glancing over his shoulder as he sped away.
Not even the cicadas could drown out the commotion occurring outside Bits & Bales; wheels rattling across cobblestones, music blaring tinnily from tiny but powerful cellphone speakers, the raucous laughter of three teenage boys, and above it all, the outraged hollering of Roberto Crinkletop.
January 27, 2026 at 6:15 PM
Not even the cicadas could drown out the commotion occurring outside Bits & Bales; wheels rattling across cobblestones, music blaring tinnily from tiny but powerful cellphone speakers, the raucous laughter of three teenage boys, and above it all, the outraged hollering of Roberto Crinkletop.
In downtown New Appaloosa, the midsummer heat was building, radiating off the paved stone roads and red brick buildings, making the air shimmer.
Even the birds sounded lazy, exhausted by the relentless sun beating down on their backs, tired of fighting with the cicadas to make themselves heard.
Even the birds sounded lazy, exhausted by the relentless sun beating down on their backs, tired of fighting with the cicadas to make themselves heard.
January 27, 2026 at 6:10 PM
In downtown New Appaloosa, the midsummer heat was building, radiating off the paved stone roads and red brick buildings, making the air shimmer.
Even the birds sounded lazy, exhausted by the relentless sun beating down on their backs, tired of fighting with the cicadas to make themselves heard.
Even the birds sounded lazy, exhausted by the relentless sun beating down on their backs, tired of fighting with the cicadas to make themselves heard.
Autumn opened her mouth to respond, no doubt with something scathing about her brother, but seemed to think better of it. She smiled sweetly in the way Teddy knew meant she wanted something.
“One more run?”
They should go home. They were definitely going to be late…
“One more.”
“One more run?”
They should go home. They were definitely going to be late…
“One more.”
January 27, 2026 at 6:05 PM
Autumn opened her mouth to respond, no doubt with something scathing about her brother, but seemed to think better of it. She smiled sweetly in the way Teddy knew meant she wanted something.
“One more run?”
They should go home. They were definitely going to be late…
“One more.”
“One more run?”
They should go home. They were definitely going to be late…
“One more.”
“Why not?” Autumn puzzled.
“You seen the time? I ain’t lettin’ the birthday girl be late to her own party.”
“Oh. That.” She screwed up her face, as if she’d tasted something awful. “Don’t see why I gotta share a party with 𝘩𝘪𝘮.”
“Cos you’re twins. ‘Fraid you’re gonna share a birthday forever.”
“You seen the time? I ain’t lettin’ the birthday girl be late to her own party.”
“Oh. That.” She screwed up her face, as if she’d tasted something awful. “Don’t see why I gotta share a party with 𝘩𝘪𝘮.”
“Cos you’re twins. ‘Fraid you’re gonna share a birthday forever.”
January 27, 2026 at 6:02 PM
“Why not?” Autumn puzzled.
“You seen the time? I ain’t lettin’ the birthday girl be late to her own party.”
“Oh. That.” She screwed up her face, as if she’d tasted something awful. “Don’t see why I gotta share a party with 𝘩𝘪𝘮.”
“Cos you’re twins. ‘Fraid you’re gonna share a birthday forever.”
“You seen the time? I ain’t lettin’ the birthday girl be late to her own party.”
“Oh. That.” She screwed up her face, as if she’d tasted something awful. “Don’t see why I gotta share a party with 𝘩𝘪𝘮.”
“Cos you’re twins. ‘Fraid you’re gonna share a birthday forever.”
She tutted and pursed her lips in frustration, and Teddy had to fight back the urge to laugh. She looked so much like her mother when she made that face, but he knew better than to tell her that.
“You’ll get there,” he reassured. “You’re too hard on yourself. Keep tryin’. Just… not today.”
“You’ll get there,” he reassured. “You’re too hard on yourself. Keep tryin’. Just… not today.”
January 27, 2026 at 5:55 PM
She tutted and pursed her lips in frustration, and Teddy had to fight back the urge to laugh. She looked so much like her mother when she made that face, but he knew better than to tell her that.
“You’ll get there,” he reassured. “You’re too hard on yourself. Keep tryin’. Just… not today.”
“You’ll get there,” he reassured. “You’re too hard on yourself. Keep tryin’. Just… not today.”
Teddy whistled and cheered as she completed the course, receiving an eye roll in return. “My left turn sucks,” she moaned.
“You’re overthinkin’ it,” he replied, knowing she could handle the honesty– appreciate it, even. “You’re goin’ into it tellin’ yourself you’re gonna do it badly, so you do.”
“You’re overthinkin’ it,” he replied, knowing she could handle the honesty– appreciate it, even. “You’re goin’ into it tellin’ yourself you’re gonna do it badly, so you do.”
January 27, 2026 at 5:50 PM
Teddy whistled and cheered as she completed the course, receiving an eye roll in return. “My left turn sucks,” she moaned.
“You’re overthinkin’ it,” he replied, knowing she could handle the honesty– appreciate it, even. “You’re goin’ into it tellin’ yourself you’re gonna do it badly, so you do.”
“You’re overthinkin’ it,” he replied, knowing she could handle the honesty– appreciate it, even. “You’re goin’ into it tellin’ yourself you’re gonna do it badly, so you do.”
With swift, well-practised hands, Teddy saddled up Sierra and cantered across the field towards Autumn.
Slowing to a stop, he watched on proudly as she trained barrels; her jaw set and eyes narrowed, determination and focus evident in the way she gripped the reins and cried out commands to Honey.
Slowing to a stop, he watched on proudly as she trained barrels; her jaw set and eyes narrowed, determination and focus evident in the way she gripped the reins and cried out commands to Honey.
January 27, 2026 at 5:45 PM
With swift, well-practised hands, Teddy saddled up Sierra and cantered across the field towards Autumn.
Slowing to a stop, he watched on proudly as she trained barrels; her jaw set and eyes narrowed, determination and focus evident in the way she gripped the reins and cried out commands to Honey.
Slowing to a stop, he watched on proudly as she trained barrels; her jaw set and eyes narrowed, determination and focus evident in the way she gripped the reins and cried out commands to Honey.
“Hey!” Annie cried, deeply offended. “I’m helpful!”
“Is that right? Well, put that damn phone to good use for once an’ tell him to come home, and then see what your mom needs help with.”
“Why can’t you help Mom?”
Teddy pointed to the field behind the barn. “Cos I’ve gotta get her.”
“Is that right? Well, put that damn phone to good use for once an’ tell him to come home, and then see what your mom needs help with.”
“Why can’t you help Mom?”
Teddy pointed to the field behind the barn. “Cos I’ve gotta get her.”
January 27, 2026 at 5:40 PM
“Hey!” Annie cried, deeply offended. “I’m helpful!”
“Is that right? Well, put that damn phone to good use for once an’ tell him to come home, and then see what your mom needs help with.”
“Why can’t you help Mom?”
Teddy pointed to the field behind the barn. “Cos I’ve gotta get her.”
“Is that right? Well, put that damn phone to good use for once an’ tell him to come home, and then see what your mom needs help with.”
“Why can’t you help Mom?”
Teddy pointed to the field behind the barn. “Cos I’ve gotta get her.”
A shrug was the only response from Annie, but Billie glanced up. “Him n’ Kit said they were meetin’ Beau for milkshakes at Lone Star, but we weren’t allowed t’go with ‘em, so they’re definitely not.”
“𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶, Billie. At least someone here’s helpful,” Teddy said, glaring at his youngest daughter.
“𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶, Billie. At least someone here’s helpful,” Teddy said, glaring at his youngest daughter.
January 27, 2026 at 5:35 PM
A shrug was the only response from Annie, but Billie glanced up. “Him n’ Kit said they were meetin’ Beau for milkshakes at Lone Star, but we weren’t allowed t’go with ‘em, so they’re definitely not.”
“𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶, Billie. At least someone here’s helpful,” Teddy said, glaring at his youngest daughter.
“𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶, Billie. At least someone here’s helpful,” Teddy said, glaring at his youngest daughter.
“Mornin’, sweet pea. You seen your brother?”
She didn’t answer or even acknowledge the question, too absorbed by the video on her phone, her foot tapping to the rhythm of the song blasting over and over.
“Annie?” he tried again, sighing wearily. “Where’s Austin?”
She didn’t answer or even acknowledge the question, too absorbed by the video on her phone, her foot tapping to the rhythm of the song blasting over and over.
“Annie?” he tried again, sighing wearily. “Where’s Austin?”
January 27, 2026 at 5:30 PM
“Mornin’, sweet pea. You seen your brother?”
She didn’t answer or even acknowledge the question, too absorbed by the video on her phone, her foot tapping to the rhythm of the song blasting over and over.
“Annie?” he tried again, sighing wearily. “Where’s Austin?”
She didn’t answer or even acknowledge the question, too absorbed by the video on her phone, her foot tapping to the rhythm of the song blasting over and over.
“Annie?” he tried again, sighing wearily. “Where’s Austin?”
As quickly as he could, he dried off and threw on some clothes.
Reassuring Josie he wouldn’t be long, he wandered out to the patio and managed to tick the location of the littlest Hazelwood off of his list; Annie and her best friend Billie, lazing around under the ivy in the late-morning sunshine.
Reassuring Josie he wouldn’t be long, he wandered out to the patio and managed to tick the location of the littlest Hazelwood off of his list; Annie and her best friend Billie, lazing around under the ivy in the late-morning sunshine.
January 27, 2026 at 5:25 PM
As quickly as he could, he dried off and threw on some clothes.
Reassuring Josie he wouldn’t be long, he wandered out to the patio and managed to tick the location of the littlest Hazelwood off of his list; Annie and her best friend Billie, lazing around under the ivy in the late-morning sunshine.
Reassuring Josie he wouldn’t be long, he wandered out to the patio and managed to tick the location of the littlest Hazelwood off of his list; Annie and her best friend Billie, lazing around under the ivy in the late-morning sunshine.
“Well, they can grow back down,” she grumbled, making Teddy chuckle.
“Don’t think it works like that, babe… Have you seen any of ‘em this mornin’?”
“Nope. I reckon they’ve all escaped so they don’t have to help.”
“Sounds ‘bout right. I can guess where Autumn is… I’ll ride out an’ bring her home.”
“Don’t think it works like that, babe… Have you seen any of ‘em this mornin’?”
“Nope. I reckon they’ve all escaped so they don’t have to help.”
“Sounds ‘bout right. I can guess where Autumn is… I’ll ride out an’ bring her home.”
January 27, 2026 at 5:20 PM
“Well, they can grow back down,” she grumbled, making Teddy chuckle.
“Don’t think it works like that, babe… Have you seen any of ‘em this mornin’?”
“Nope. I reckon they’ve all escaped so they don’t have to help.”
“Sounds ‘bout right. I can guess where Autumn is… I’ll ride out an’ bring her home.”
“Don’t think it works like that, babe… Have you seen any of ‘em this mornin’?”
“Nope. I reckon they’ve all escaped so they don’t have to help.”
“Sounds ‘bout right. I can guess where Autumn is… I’ll ride out an’ bring her home.”
Teddy strolled across the room and took Josie in his arms. She leaned into him despite the water dripping from his hair and down his chest.
“They used to wake us up before dawn, begging to open their presents and have cake for breakfast,” she sighed. “What happened?”
“They grew up.”
“They used to wake us up before dawn, begging to open their presents and have cake for breakfast,” she sighed. “What happened?”
“They grew up.”
January 27, 2026 at 5:15 PM
Teddy strolled across the room and took Josie in his arms. She leaned into him despite the water dripping from his hair and down his chest.
“They used to wake us up before dawn, begging to open their presents and have cake for breakfast,” she sighed. “What happened?”
“They grew up.”
“They used to wake us up before dawn, begging to open their presents and have cake for breakfast,” she sighed. “What happened?”
“They grew up.”
He leaned against the door, watching as she buckled her sandals, muttering to herself about all the things she still needed to do to set up.
“Y’know, they say talkin’ to yourself is the first sign of madness.”
She laughed softly. “What’s the second? Planning a party for kids who don’t want one?”
“Y’know, they say talkin’ to yourself is the first sign of madness.”
She laughed softly. “What’s the second? Planning a party for kids who don’t want one?”
January 27, 2026 at 5:10 PM
He leaned against the door, watching as she buckled her sandals, muttering to herself about all the things she still needed to do to set up.
“Y’know, they say talkin’ to yourself is the first sign of madness.”
She laughed softly. “What’s the second? Planning a party for kids who don’t want one?”
“Y’know, they say talkin’ to yourself is the first sign of madness.”
She laughed softly. “What’s the second? Planning a party for kids who don’t want one?”
Still, it wasn’t all bad. He stepped out of the shower, the sound of rushing water replaced with the low bleating of sheep, and the soothing whisper of the warm summer breeze rustling through the trees outside.
From the bedroom, he could hear another noise.
𝘑𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘦.
From the bedroom, he could hear another noise.
𝘑𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘦.
January 27, 2026 at 5:05 PM
Still, it wasn’t all bad. He stepped out of the shower, the sound of rushing water replaced with the low bleating of sheep, and the soothing whisper of the warm summer breeze rustling through the trees outside.
From the bedroom, he could hear another noise.
𝘑𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘦.
From the bedroom, he could hear another noise.
𝘑𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘦.
Although Teddy had once cursed the chaos that came with a houseful of kids - his own and others - he now found himself seeking out their noise once again, encouraging them to spend more time as a family, all too aware that their time together was rapidly coming to an end.
January 27, 2026 at 5:00 PM
Although Teddy had once cursed the chaos that came with a houseful of kids - his own and others - he now found himself seeking out their noise once again, encouraging them to spend more time as a family, all too aware that their time together was rapidly coming to an end.