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Let Them Wait

Let Them Wait

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I am a man with sorrows behind me, and battles, too. I have regrets of which I seldom speak, nor too often think. For me, danger became a way of life—an accepted facet in the natural order of things. There is no bravado in wearing a gun—it was, at the time, a necessity of life. A man could no more survive without a weapon than he could live without a horse or food.
I was fourteen years old when they attacked me under cover of darkness and while I was in my own home. The only weapon I owned was a big, double-barreled eight-gauge shotgun that we used for small game and varmints; so, the night they came I killed my first two men with a borrowed pistol. That started my crusade.
My search for justice, or maybe it was only for justification, led to more men joining the first two. Soon after, I began to acquire an unwanted and I felt, undeserved reputation as a gunman. I did not want to shoot people—except one, I truly wanted to shoot him. But the others kept coming for me and I had wrongs to right.
In the end, I hunted them.
I am a man with sorrows behind me, and battles, too. I have regrets of which I seldom speak, nor too often think. For me, danger became a way of life—an accepted facet in the natural order of things. There is no bravado in wearing a gun—it was, at the time, a necessity of life. A man could no more survive without a weapon than he could live without a horse or food.
I was fourteen years old when they attacked me under cover of darkness and while I was in my own home. The only weapon I owned was a big, double-barreled eight-gauge shotgun that we used for small game and varmints; so, the night they came I killed my first two men with a borrowed pistol. That started my crusade.
My search for justice, or maybe it was only for justification, led to more men joining the first two. Soon after, I began to acquire an unwanted and I felt, undeserved reputation as a gunman. I did not want to shoot people—except one, I truly wanted to shoot him. But the others kept coming for me and I had wrongs to right.
In the end, I hunted them.

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Publish date: Feb 26, 2014
Added to Scribd: Mar 03, 2014
Copyright:Traditional Copyright: All rights reservedISBN:9781491865798
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