by Ella
Mitch Carter’s face was set in a
determined expression when he handed Andi Carter the rifle.
Fourteen-year-old Cory Blake looked at it
longingly. I wish he had handed it to me.
“Besides,
the rifle’s for you,” Mitch was saying. “You’re my backup,”
Cory
watched as Andi’s face went white. His heart started beating fast. This was not
what he had expected. The cabin they were supposed to be staying in was
occupied. Mitch was going to check it out. He had said it was probably a poor
family of squatters. But, now? He was handing out guns!
Cory knew why. Mitch needed to be
prepared. A family of squatters was the most likely, but. . . Cory shivered.
The word “bandit” was echoing over and over in his mind. What if bandits are in the cabin?
“Your
backup?” Andi was saying. “You backup for what?”
Cory
looked expectantly at Mitch, who let out a breath. “Some mighty peculiar folks
live in these hills. Most don’t take kindly to strangers. If the people who’ve
taken over that shack are the shoot-first-ask-questions-later type, I don’t
want them to get past me and come looking for you and your friends. Don’t be
afraid to use it.”
Cory
wanted very much to say something. Instead, he watched Andi set the rifle butt
on the ground and say, “I’m not afraid. It’s. . .well. . .you know how I
shoot.”
Cory gulped back laughter. Yes, he had
seen Andi shoot. When she aimed at a brand-new target, by the end of the
shooting round, the target was still brand-new, unless she hit the far-side or
had someone else shooting with her. He muffled chuckles. Maybe he could offer
to be the backup.
He opened his mouth, but was interrupted
by Andi offering him the large gun. Cory gaped.
“You be the backup man,” Andi said.
Cory looked at Mitch before taking the
rifle from Andi. When Mitch nodded, he said, “I shoot pretty good. When I go on
the jack rabbit hunt each year, I bag dozens and dozens of the pesky critters.”
He was careful of what he said and made
sure his face was under control. The air was tense and serious, but he was
beaming inside. He was the backup man! Then he sobered. Mitch could get hurt.
He had to be brave and forget his foolish pride.
“I don’t expect to find any jack rabbits
around here,” Mitch said, “but anyone who sees you holding a rifle at gut-level
with probably back off.”
Cory grinned and nodded. He grasped the
rifle tighter. No fooling, mister. He
told himself. You’re the protector now.
Pretty soon, Mitch was gone, walking
towards the cabin - and towards trouble.
***
It was when Cory heard the “What d’ya
want?” that made him shiver. That was no squatters voice.
Andi, however, did more than shiver. She
took a step up the trail.
Cory gasped inside. What was she doing?
His reckless friend was more sensible then that! As he slid off the rock to
follow her, he chided himself. Correction,
she is not reckless. He curled his fingers around her arm. “Where are you
going?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.
“I want to get closer,” was the response.
“How will we know if something's gone wrong if we can’t see what’s
happening?”
Cory’s mind was whirling. What is she thinking?
Jenny Grant, who was also on the trip,
joined them. “You’re crazy, Andi. We should stay put.”
Cory agreed. But he kept silent. It
wasn’t until Andi grasped the rifle did he react. He shook his head and yanked
the firearm back.
“Mitch’ll have my hide if I let you go
off alone and do such a fool thing.” The he relented. Her reply had been
reasonable. And Cory did like Mitch. Maybe they could do something to help,
even if it meant not staying where they should.
Torn, Cory blurted, “I. . .I’m coming
with you.” He hoisted the rifle in front of him and followed Andi. “Stay with
the horses, Jenny.” Hoping he wouldn’t regret his decision, he crossed his
fingers.
They marched down the trail. Cory and
Andi hid behind wood and brush.
“If Mitch finds out about this, our lives
won’t be worth a plugged nickel,” Cory hissed his Andi’s ear. “We see what’s
going on and then we get out of here.”
Andi ignored him.
Cory muttered a growl under his breath.
Andi wasn’t reckless, but she was stubborn.
***
The instant Cory saw the man on the ledge—to
when he jabbed Andi—he knew that coming down to the shack had been a good idea
after all. . .maybe. Banishing those thoughts, Cory looked at Andi. She looked
like she was going to scream.
Clapping
a hand over her mouth, he hissed, “Don’t you dare holler.” Then he let go, brought up the rifle, and crack! The bullet hit the ledge, sending
the man falling. Then he ducked, dragging Andi with him.
The
shots that rang out made Cory wince every time. He prayed silently. Please, Lord, protect Andi, me, and Mitch!
Soon,
they headed back to the rock.
***
Cory was elected to go out and see if
everything was alright after the shooting was over. So he crept down to the
shack and crept around it.
“Yikes!”
Cory’s heart beat fast. Right in front of him was the large hulk of the man
from the shack. Grimacing, Cory silently praised Mitch. Maybe he is okay.
But
what he found next was heart-stopping.
It
was Mitch, crumbled by the corral. His face was bleeding and his leg was a mass
of blood. Cory shook him, and Mitch groaned.
The
crunch of footsteps told Cory that
Andi had come down, too. So he called, “Andi! Get over here! Quick!”
Andi
scurried over. Her face went pale. She looked ready to cry.
“He’s
alive, Andi,” Cory said. “Don’t worry. I shook him.” Please, Lord. Help us get through this!
It's wonderfully amazing, Ella!! AWESOME JOB!!
ReplyDeleteI really like it. Good job!
ReplyDeleteEmily
This was great! You did really well and it was just like I imagined Cory's POV to be! Well done!
ReplyDeleteAw, I absolutely love it, Ella!! Amazing, amazing job!!!!
ReplyDeleteYou are an awesome writer!! :)
-Sadie S.
You've done it again, Ella! Super, super, SUPER amazing job! You are great at coming up with stories. I am sure that you are the best of authors and always will be. You have a way to weave a story that makes one feel like that person is right there with the character(s) in the story, not to mention make that reader eager to read on! Keep up your fantastic work, and I hope to read more of your superb stories soon! Always remember that Jesus loves you!
ReplyDelete~Ellen
I LOVE LOVE LOVE IT!!!!!!!!
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