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Chapter 2
"So, wats bad bout dat?" Race questioned.
Jack sighed and looked at him, " I'se jist getting started. Da bad part ain't now."
Race rolled his eyes, "Well, will ya git ta da chase den?"
"Da story takes a while. If ya don wanna hear it, den leave, but ya gotta hear all da lil details."
"Fine."
*~*~*~*~
"Stay away from there Francis." The man shouted as Francis tried to walk to the door of his parent's room.
"Mommy!" he exclaimed, pointing at the door, and whimpering.
His father picked him up from underneath his arms and pulled him away, all the while grumbling, " How would the 3 year old understand? He's too little."
He put him on the table, and told him to watch his little sister who was playing with the mush in front of her.
"Mush!" she cried, and giggled as only a year and a half year old can.
"Janie, eat it, or I will!" Francis played, and Jane giggled at him.
"Frankie eat, Frankie eat!" she chanted.
James walked away and into the room of his wife. His hair was damp, and here eyes were lifeless.
"James. Get. The. Children." Were her directions to him.
"Fine," he growled, jealous that she would rather see the little brats than him.
He stormed into the room, and snatched Jane from her high chair, and lightly kicked Francis and told him to get to his room.
He threw Jane on the bed, where she looked up at him with confusion in her wide eyes. Francis stumbled in, also looking confusedly at his parents.
"I need to talk to them alone."
James fumed as he ran out, throwing and kicking things around the house.
Mary crinkled her nose at the sound of glass breaking, but soon looked at the children staring at her from the bed.
"Children, my Jack, and Charlotte. Your mother shall no longer be on this dear Earth, and well."
She directed her statement at Francis, " Jack, I want you to take good care of yourself and Charlotte. She's all you have in the world. Hold her close, and cherish her."
She turned back to Jane, " Stay with him my little Charlotte. He's the one that will help you. He will lead you down the right path."
She closed her eyes, but abruptly opened them.
"Jack, get the book, Santa Fe: The Wild West. Take it, and use it to remember me."
He ran over and got the book, and brought it to her. "Mommy, read."
"No, dear, you will read it soon enough."
She bent forward and kissed their foreheads, and told them to skedaddle, and bring in James.
They went into the lonely hall, and told Daddy that Mommy wanted to talk to him. It was silence for a few minutes, and then a loud scream.
James ran out with tears streaming down his face. He told Francis to get their stuff, and bring it here. Francis hurried his little legs, but only brought about half the items that he and Jane owned.
His dad threw them in a small bad, and grabbed their hands and ran toward the door. Jane struggled to keep up, but right before the door she sat down and cried, "Mush! Mommy! Mush! Mommy!"
James turned around, livid, and started to yell, "NO MUSH! NO MOMMY! LET'S GO!"
Francis toddled to Jane and whispered in her ear, " Come on, Charlie. Maybe we're goin ta Santa Fe ta be real cowboys. Let's go."
She hiccupped, "Cowboy! Santa Fe!"
She stood up, and followed Francis. The two looked behind them, at the shab place they called home, before Dad picked them up, and took them away.
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Chapter 2
"So, wats bad bout dat?" Race questioned.
Jack sighed and looked at him, " I'se jist getting started. Da bad part ain't now."
Race rolled his eyes, "Well, will ya git ta da chase den?"
"Da story takes a while. If ya don wanna hear it, den leave, but ya gotta hear all da lil details."
"Fine."
*~*~*~*~
"Stay away from there Francis." The man shouted as Francis tried to walk to the door of his parent's room.
"Mommy!" he exclaimed, pointing at the door, and whimpering.
His father picked him up from underneath his arms and pulled him away, all the while grumbling, " How would the 3 year old understand? He's too little."
He put him on the table, and told him to watch his little sister who was playing with the mush in front of her.
"Mush!" she cried, and giggled as only a year and a half year old can.
"Janie, eat it, or I will!" Francis played, and Jane giggled at him.
"Frankie eat, Frankie eat!" she chanted.
James walked away and into the room of his wife. His hair was damp, and here eyes were lifeless.
"James. Get. The. Children." Were her directions to him.
"Fine," he growled, jealous that she would rather see the little brats than him.
He stormed into the room, and snatched Jane from her high chair, and lightly kicked Francis and told him to get to his room.
He threw Jane on the bed, where she looked up at him with confusion in her wide eyes. Francis stumbled in, also looking confusedly at his parents.
"I need to talk to them alone."
James fumed as he ran out, throwing and kicking things around the house.
Mary crinkled her nose at the sound of glass breaking, but soon looked at the children staring at her from the bed.
"Children, my Jack, and Charlotte. Your mother shall no longer be on this dear Earth, and well."
She directed her statement at Francis, " Jack, I want you to take good care of yourself and Charlotte. She's all you have in the world. Hold her close, and cherish her."
She turned back to Jane, " Stay with him my little Charlotte. He's the one that will help you. He will lead you down the right path."
She closed her eyes, but abruptly opened them.
"Jack, get the book, Santa Fe: The Wild West. Take it, and use it to remember me."
He ran over and got the book, and brought it to her. "Mommy, read."
"No, dear, you will read it soon enough."
She bent forward and kissed their foreheads, and told them to skedaddle, and bring in James.
They went into the lonely hall, and told Daddy that Mommy wanted to talk to him. It was silence for a few minutes, and then a loud scream.
James ran out with tears streaming down his face. He told Francis to get their stuff, and bring it here. Francis hurried his little legs, but only brought about half the items that he and Jane owned.
His dad threw them in a small bad, and grabbed their hands and ran toward the door. Jane struggled to keep up, but right before the door she sat down and cried, "Mush! Mommy! Mush! Mommy!"
James turned around, livid, and started to yell, "NO MUSH! NO MOMMY! LET'S GO!"
Francis toddled to Jane and whispered in her ear, " Come on, Charlie. Maybe we're goin ta Santa Fe ta be real cowboys. Let's go."
She hiccupped, "Cowboy! Santa Fe!"
She stood up, and followed Francis. The two looked behind them, at the shab place they called home, before Dad picked them up, and took them away.