Chapter 3A Chapter by Whitney ShawNext morning Martha woke up with baby, and went into the kitchen and started to feed the baby, Rancho got up and put his clothes and coat and went to town to tell the Sheriff. "Sheriff, I need you to arrest Michael and Brandon?" asked Rancho. "What happened?" asked the Sheriff concerned. "They broke into my house and tried to take Running Toad, my baby from me," said Rancho. "I'll go see them, there living in the war again it seems," said the Sheriff walking over to the saloon. "Thank you Sheriff," said Rancho. "Alright, Michael, Brandon, get up, you both are under arrest for trying to kidnap Rancho's son," said the Sheriff. So they both stood up and smiled and went with the Sheriff and Randy, the Sheriff's deputy. "Why did you break into his home and try to still his son?" asked Randy. "When that baby grows up he will be a killer, he will burn the town down and everyone in it, when that day comes we will be ready to take action, once again, like we did in them Indian fighting," said Michael. "Michael that is long gone, they are all on Reservations now, we have had no trouble with the Indians, there are some that come here and trade, he will not be a wild Indian, he was taken when he was not even a year old," said Sheriff. "What, you to?"' asked Brandon. "You two need to stop living in the war times and come back to the future, you guys are afraid of what's coming and what is different," said the Sheriff. "You and the whole town are going to be sorry, you’re going to regret it," said Michael. So the Sheriff shut the iron door and went back to playing his chess game. Years and years have come and gone Running Toad never did do anything that Brandon and Michael said, he was a good lad, went to school, made friends, making good grades. As they were sitting down around the table eating a knock was at the door. "Hello Rancho, how are you doing?" asked Aunt Darlene. "Good, come on in," said Rancho. "Thank you," said Aunt Darlene. "Would you like something to eat or drink?" asked Rancho. "No, were fine thank you," said Darlene's husband. "Hello sister?" asked Martha. "Hello Martha darling, Running Toad," said Aunt Darlene. "Hello Aunt Darlene," Running Toad giving her a hug. "Were moving to Arizona," said Darlene's husband. "Really, that's a big step Darlene," said Martha. "I know, but it’s a beautiful place," said Darlene. "Well, do keep in touch," said Rancho. "We will, we'll write you letters and write when we have arrived," said Aunt Darlene. "Good keep us posted," said Martha. "We will," said Aunt Darlene. "Whoa, where are you going son, put your gun up, you know you’re not supposed to have that, you’re supposed to ask me first?" asked Rancho. "I want to go with them, to protect them against them Indians, I heard that the Indians in Arizona jumped the Reservation and now is going up and down Arizona burning settler’s homes, I just want to go to protect them on the way there and when the get home protect them there from them renegade’s," said Running Toad. "We will be find sonny, I promise, we will write on the way, and when they arrive in Arizona we will write also," said Darlene's husband. "Yes we will be alright," said Aunt Darlene. "Alright," said Running Toad. "Now go inside and put that away before someone gets hurt," said Rancho. "Yes sir," said Running Toad. "Good bye Martha darling," said Aunt Darlene. "Good bye," said Martha. "Rancho you take care," sad Darlene's husband. "You also," said Rancho. Then they walked to their wagon and rode away. It started to get late so they cleaned up and went to bed.
© 2016 Whitney Shaw |
Stats
82 Views
Added on December 5, 2016 Last Updated on December 5, 2016 AuthorWhitney ShawMidland, TXAboutI am Apache Native Indian, I am an Apostolic girl, I also have Cerebral Pasly it's a learning disability, has to do with motor skills in the brain. But I am blessed that I can walk, talk, read, but .. more..Writing
|