Chapter 6
When the malitia rode to Pembrooke, they saw from a distance, smoke coming from where the church is. Spot rode as fast as he could to the town. He saw Mr. Howard's wagon by the house. He went in and called, "KRISTINE!!!!!!!!" "WHERE ARE YOU?!?!?!?!" He went outside and saw 3 bodies lying by the church. His eyes filled with horror. He slowly approached the bodies. He then saw Kristine, lying in a pool of blood forming at her head. He dropped his gun and ran to her side.
"OH MY GOD, NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" he yelled.
He started to cry and wouldn't stop for 3 whole days. That day, he went down to the mortician's to justify everything that happened to her.
"Mr. Conlon, going over Kristine, I discovered something interesting."
"What?"
"When Kristine died, she was a month pregnant with, I'm assuming, your child."
Spot looked at the man in shock, but then started to cry.
"What was it?"
"I could not tell, too young to tell at only 1 month."
"Did they get the evidence on who killed her and the rest of Pembrooke?"
"The redcoats, but the order to kill them and your wife came from Colonel Tavigton."
Spot's eyes didn't know what to do. Either cry or put on a face of anger.
Colonel Burwell came up to Pembrooke to see how Spot was doing. He went into Spot's tent.
"I'll help you bury them."
"I'll bury them."
"My wife in Alexandria is with child, my first." "I'd fight for that child."
Spot remained silent.
"Spot, nothing will replace the people you loved, but if you come with us, you can justify their sacrifice."
"Why?" "Why do men think that they can justify death?" "Is it arrogance?" "I have long feared that my sins would return to visit me.... And the cost is more than I can bear."
"We have a chance for winning this war, Spot!" "If we win this next battle, we'll win the war!" "Spot, stay the course."
"Go then, seek your treasure." "I have run my course."
"Alright."
The next day, Spot buried the Howard's. He took one last look at Kristine's grave, and made up his mind. He was going to go back with the army and kill that son of a bitch bastard, Tavington! He grabbed his gun, and headed towards camp. He walked in to see Harry sitting at his desk.
"Spot, what are you doing here?"
"I changed my mind, besides, before this war is over I am going to kill that bastard!"
"Good!"
When the malitia rode to Pembrooke, they saw from a distance, smoke coming from where the church is. Spot rode as fast as he could to the town. He saw Mr. Howard's wagon by the house. He went in and called, "KRISTINE!!!!!!!!" "WHERE ARE YOU?!?!?!?!" He went outside and saw 3 bodies lying by the church. His eyes filled with horror. He slowly approached the bodies. He then saw Kristine, lying in a pool of blood forming at her head. He dropped his gun and ran to her side.
"OH MY GOD, NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" he yelled.
He started to cry and wouldn't stop for 3 whole days. That day, he went down to the mortician's to justify everything that happened to her.
"Mr. Conlon, going over Kristine, I discovered something interesting."
"What?"
"When Kristine died, she was a month pregnant with, I'm assuming, your child."
Spot looked at the man in shock, but then started to cry.
"What was it?"
"I could not tell, too young to tell at only 1 month."
"Did they get the evidence on who killed her and the rest of Pembrooke?"
"The redcoats, but the order to kill them and your wife came from Colonel Tavigton."
Spot's eyes didn't know what to do. Either cry or put on a face of anger.
Colonel Burwell came up to Pembrooke to see how Spot was doing. He went into Spot's tent.
"I'll help you bury them."
"I'll bury them."
"My wife in Alexandria is with child, my first." "I'd fight for that child."
Spot remained silent.
"Spot, nothing will replace the people you loved, but if you come with us, you can justify their sacrifice."
"Why?" "Why do men think that they can justify death?" "Is it arrogance?" "I have long feared that my sins would return to visit me.... And the cost is more than I can bear."
"We have a chance for winning this war, Spot!" "If we win this next battle, we'll win the war!" "Spot, stay the course."
"Go then, seek your treasure." "I have run my course."
"Alright."
The next day, Spot buried the Howard's. He took one last look at Kristine's grave, and made up his mind. He was going to go back with the army and kill that son of a bitch bastard, Tavington! He grabbed his gun, and headed towards camp. He walked in to see Harry sitting at his desk.
"Spot, what are you doing here?"
"I changed my mind, besides, before this war is over I am going to kill that bastard!"
"Good!"