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The Forgotten
Writer TylerDoak
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Chapter Three: Tinhorn
TylerDoak
Jul 12, 2018
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“We can't send Allie to see who lives there,” Oswald said. “Some men get real funny ideas when they see a girl all alone.”copyright protection7PENANAxqjHhTY1Lv11Please respect copyright.PENANA2OvfXOOFB0

Br’er shook his head in agreement. Allie wrinkled her eyes at them. “I'm perfectly capable of taking care of myself. Besides I'm a little girl. Most men don't get those funny ideas about little girls.”copyright protection7PENANAIEaoFY4bU311Please respect copyright.PENANAXuQV8OCKdS

Oswald shook his head. “But some men do.”copyright protection7PENANAZzyk30s1xo11Please respect copyright.PENANAJM881A132Q

“I can take care of myself, Oswald,” she replied.copyright protection7PENANAn5OHM6BL7n11Please respect copyright.PENANAv4E1kBQ8hr

“I know you can, Allie,” the black and white rabbit said. “But don't you remember Tinhorn?”copyright protection7PENANAhQ1reGpjSk11Please respect copyright.PENANA9fVZa4OMO2

Allie started to reply,  but stopped and looked at the ground with a sour look on her face. She remembered Tinhorn. She remembered that little shit speck of a town all too well.copyright protection7PENANAnSTVcXWFYt11Please respect copyright.PENANAFxPOFQoGUr

“I remember Tinhorn,” Oswald continued, “Br’er does, too. I had to put a bullet in that fella who drug you up to his room. You thought you could take care of yourself then, too. But some folk are dangerous Allie. And their ideas only get more dangerous when they see a woman. No matter what size she is.”copyright protection7PENANA3mzS3lZF7711Please respect copyright.PENANAxpvbqQNgY4

Shame swept over Allie. She remembered how the burly man in Tinhorn carried her over his shoulder and threw her on the bed. She remembered he smelled like cheap moonshine, sweat and tobacco. She remembered the fear that crept over her as he held her down and ripped her pants off. She remembered how she cowered at the headboard of his bed as he skinned his own pants off and exposed his pecker to her. She remembered the deafening bang and the warm blood that splattered all over her face as the man’s face exploded. She remembered seeing Oswald’s pistol smoking as he yelled at her to hurry up and get dressed so they could escape.copyright protection7PENANA2oX3QcKgvD11Please respect copyright.PENANAH8jD8uHWhv

Yes, she remembered Tinhorn. She remembered it quite well. “Fine,” she said in defeat. “Then who’s going?”copyright protection7PENANABTvvOHsLmr11Please respect copyright.PENANAYX3NLIE9py

“I reckon I'll go,” Br’er said quietly. “It don't smell like rabbit a’roasting, so I figure I'll be safe.” copyright protection7PENANAeqOOjSaixh11Please respect copyright.PENANAAWX68oWVFV

Both Oswald and Allie nodded in agreement. copyright protection7PENANApzGnDwzoN511Please respect copyright.PENANA0n3k0bPI86

“If’n you hear my shotgun blast come a’running,” the brown rabbit said as he stood up, grabbed his shotgun and straightened his straw hat. He started walking towards the hut that smelled so delicious.copyright protection7PENANA1oYwTNemyB11Please respect copyright.PENANAd64hUP0yZp

As he got closer to the weathered hut the smell of the smoked stronger and Br’er’s belly began to rumble just as Allie’s had. “Howdy,” the rabbit hollered. “Is anyone in there?”copyright protection7PENANAON2CBluLE111Please respect copyright.PENANA7Am4HvtEq8

Almost immediately the door burst open. A black cat stood in the doorway with a shotgun of his own in his hands. Br’er stopped and raised his hand in greeting.copyright protection7PENANA33BJqef0D311Please respect copyright.PENANAArvDLwPAeY

“How do,” the rabbit asked. The cat nodded. “My name’s Br’er. Br’er Rabbit.”copyright protection7PENANA5Er3blQqHp11Please respect copyright.PENANAHs5LJZBJyB

The cat remained silent. His eyes never left Br’er’s. He left his shotgun leveled at Br’er, but made no aggressive movements. copyright protection7PENANA2vc48OqCz411Please respect copyright.PENANA9FbwKS1dws

“I was a’wandering east when I come across that smell,” Br’er said with a smile. “That is the best thing my old nose has come across in a coon’s age. That grouse?”copyright protection7PENANADC8fmztCz611Please respect copyright.PENANAm6TRKFoAgC

The silent cat lowered his shotgun. “Turkey,” he said.  “They are wild and plentiful around here.”copyright protection7PENANAFFL6IXrzn911Please respect copyright.PENANAyX4DJODlyc

“Wild, plentiful and great smelling,” Br’er said. copyright protection7PENANAZpFcuN0VpA11Please respect copyright.PENANAWHR7eC0gPx

The black cat pointed his gun at the ground and Br’er did the same. He slowly strode towards Br’er with his hand extended. “My name’s Julius,” he said. “Pleased to meet you Br'er.”copyright protection7PENANAZ3d8izIMbi11Please respect copyright.PENANAIcEC4phs0x

The two shook hands. Br’er could instantly tell that Julius wasn't mean or dangerous. “Speaking of wild turkey,” the rabbit said, “I got two friends not far behind me and one of them bagged a turkey not but an hour ago if you would like to split it with us.”copyright protection7PENANATQXEXGBpgZ11Please respect copyright.PENANA4yv9cfYQAw

Julius nodded his head. “It's been a spell since I had company,” he said as he turned around and started his way back to his hut. “Flag them on over and you can share my supper with me.”copyright protection7PENANAzfoerT2sOr

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