Time for an other Chapter! Chapter 8 With the Baker boys, Tex, Tom, Chuck, and Ben went through the dark to the surprisingly large bunk house. "You sleep out here too?" Chuck asked. "Yep." Flint was the oldest Baker whom looked very much like his father. "When we were younger we slept on up at the house but as we grew older we moved in here." York opened the door and lead the way inside. Two cow hands looked up from a checkers board made with a log with squares drawn on top. Another one looked up from a bunk were he had been watching the game. The large group entered to bunk house. York grinned as he introduced the Bucks and Ben to the cowhands, "We're going to have quite a party to night." He said. "Sounds like you already had one, senior York," The Mexican on the bunk sat up. "I wish me could of seen that race." "Paul scared us half to death," Robert said throwing himself on to one of the bunks....