April died in December  Part one.

April died in December Part one.

A Story by Alice
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and all he knew was that April was dying.

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Aprils life had always been a test of courage but a new test was about to begin ,the test of living.April had been out walking in the gulch in the flatlands  just under the mountians in Arizona, today had been like the day before,hot, no wind ,no water,and she was looking for any signs of water as in July the tempature was soaring even at 7pm it was well over 100 degrees out .April was getting tired  so she headed back to a large tent that she called her home.He was waithib ther for her and was cleaning his guns.He asked if she had any luck but the expression on her face told the story so he didnt push it.Yes they needed water so tomorrow he would make the trip into mesa to get some.April was always clever and was not afraid to venture out on her own and he knew that but they had been together for half of her life for he had kidnapped her when she was just 15 yrs old but April wanted for me to tell this story first.So night had fallen and bed time had approched ,with only candle light she slipped into her own bed and fell fast asleep.Morning came early as the sun had come up in all its glory and the heat was  rising already. Slowly April stretched on stirred not wanting to get out of her bed she rose up on one elbow and said good morning to him as he already was making a cup of tea near by in the tent ,April said sure and stretched again ,she seemed tired this morning in July.Slowly he turned around and had the teacup in his hand ,for he had been listening to her talk and then she quit, as he looked at her he knew something was wrong.April was lying with her face in the pillow ,her body was hunched over in a very odd manner panic struck him like a lighting bolt and he ran to her side,he took her up in his arms yelling her name as he shook her limp body.He was yelling as he moved swiftly to check to see if she was breathing and she was but ever so lightly,and he felt her pulse,it was hard for him to find but on occasion he did find it but to only loose it again.April would not wake up so he scooped her in his arms and raced to the car,put her in and did the seatbelt up.He ran around the car thinking of where the nearest hospital was,for all he knew is that April was dying.

© 2011 Alice


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