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Chapter 22 by Damos Damos

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Mary doesn't care anymore

She looked up teary eyed at me before crying, "James I love you, remember that but I don't want to, no can’t do this anymore, I don’t want to live!" she pulled Dutch’s second gun out and drawing it cried, “I’m sorry” *bang* “No, Mary, no! No!” I fell to my knees and rushing over to the body cradled her devastated crying rocking the body back and for whilst, Sadie unleashes quicks shots into Dutch’s shoulders and arms lassoing the man wounded man and looking back saw me hug the body tighter, “Wake up Mary please! Please Mary!” “James...” I pushed her arm away bellowing out with the town folk staring some crying for me, others at the scene in general, “James...she’s gone!” I looked over to her who crying now with me embraced me in a hug whispered to the villages to put him Dutch on her horse an Mary on a wagon whilst she continued to hold me tight, “Come James, it’s time we rode home!” helping me to the wagon wrapped her blanket around me, “Let’s get you home, him locked up and you a drink!” she pointed to the nearest villager before ordering him onto the wagon rode away and me to cry as it followed behind her horse.

“They are coming!” Lenny called out and seeing Sadie ride up pulled Dutch off the horse before in anger kicked the man, “Lenny, we have a problem take him to the cells, Abigail something warm and sweet!” Abigail rushed in and as the others gathered around Sadie who looking down heard Tilly ask, “What happened!” and with a lump in the throat Sadie spoke, “Argh...” before wiping tears away cried, “Mary...Mary...she won’t be coming back!” Abigail dropped the cup before crying out, “No, not Mary. Not to him!” the wagon pulled on up and seeing the shivering, crying man in front of them, “Did Dutch?” Sadie shook her head before saying, “Years of stress and strain then the recent events, we need to be there for James!” who sitting on the step was met by a hug from Jack and then Tilly and Lenny and looking down spoke, “I didn’t even get a chance to die defending her...” “James it doesn’t work out like that and Dutch who looked through the bars of his cell nodded before sitting down as he wiped a stray tear from his eye, “Hell even I feel sorry for the kid!”

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