Orphaned at a young age, Wee Gillis divided the year between his two families. Not quite fitting in with either one, he tried to appease them the best he knew how. In the foggy highlands of Scotland he would sit still for hours on a rock, holding his breath not to scare the stags he was watching for his father’s relatives. In the vast lowlands of the country, he would use all his might to call the cattle home...
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