Also, would you preach my funeral, son? I want mine to be one worthy of remembrance,” Dad requested of me, making two requests as it turned out, muc...h to his own embarrassed realization.“Sure, why not? It would be my honor. Whatever issues we had with each other, you’re a great Dad and you know it. I might rearrange some of these marriage plans, but we’ll see. Just know that we’re all bound together in a way that can never be broken. We’ve all shared the same recent experiences that have. He should catch on soon. He’s smart and he likes to run, but more than anything, he loves to win. If you can teach him how to win against these thoroughbreds, he will always be a winner,” Eli told his son, with the others leaned in close, as if he was telling the greatest secrets of horse racing.“The first time I ever tried to hold him back was when we raced that day behind the barn. I couldn’t get him to mind me or even slow down to turn him around. Then when we raced at Tulsa the other day,. "Thank you." Robert said. "I need your help." So I see." The witch said."I." Robert began. The necklace started to glow again. A glazed look cameover his face. The thoughts in his mind emptied and he sat there and blanklystared at the witch. She moved forward and touched the necklace. She pulledher hand away as if the necklace were on fire."Hmm." She said. "That's an interesting necklace you have there." She snappedher finger in front of Robert and he blinked his eyes rapidly."Oh.." Robert. Secured, and totally helpless!"Now, Miss Harding, it's time for your punishment! Since your actions were so severe, I will give your butt 50 swats with a paddle!", he said, menacingly.He walked over to the closet again, and pulled out a wooden paddle. It was about a foot long, and had holes drilled in the flat sides of it. Tonya wondered what they were for, and started to protest."No! I don't want it! Let me go!!!" This is part of the therapy, Tonya! If you keep whining, I'll have to gag you!.