NEVER LEAVE ME
By:
Lillian
DEAR GOD, NO!
THE CRIMSON POOL WAS SPREADING. THE LIFE FORCE WAS OOZING AND THERE WAS
NOTHING HE COULD DO.
HOW WOULD HE TELL PA?
HOW COULD HE TELL PA?
HOSS' BLOODSTAINED FRAME TOLD THE STORY. THEY WERE GUNNING FOR ADAM. THEY
WERE AIMING AT HIS BACK. HOSS TOOK THE BULLET, SHIELDING HIS BIG BROTHER.
NEEDLESS VIOLENCE.
NEEDLESS DEATH.
"HOSS CARTWRIGHT, YOU LISTEN AND YOU LISTEN GOOD…DON'T YOU MAKE ME TELL PA
THAT YOU DIED. DO YOU HEAR ME? DON'T YOU DARE DO IT!"
AND THEN THAT YANKEE GRANITE HEAD…THE PLATO OF THE PONDEROSA LOST CONTROL AND
BEGAN TO CRY.