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May 7, 2010

Alden is a man of action

Filed under: Uncategorized — Mrs. Smith @ 2:54 pm

Alden came right up to the two rabid men and pulled them apart. He couldn’t quite get a hold of Aengus, but he got his own son, Monroe. Aengus did a turn around like a tiger in a cage then came back ready to fight Mr. Pennington who already had his pistol out and pointed in the square of Aengus’s eyes. Aengus stopped short and put his hands up.

“Kill him!” Monroe told his dad who remained in complete control of the situation. Aengus looked so small compared to all these men.

“Nice to meet you, Alden Pennington,” Aengus made a slight bow, “I have heard some good things about you from Pony. He says you shot him; That you intended on murdering a 15 year-old boy.”

“And those same intentions lay here, too, boy,” Alden directly replied.

Aengus stood straight, smiled gradually, and fixed his clothes and hair. Then said, “Give up the girl, Alden.”

“You know I am not going to do that.”

“Yes, well, Morgan,” he called out to me, “Come with me, we can leave now.”

“Go to hell!” Monroe yelled at him.

“And I am taking Morgan with me!” Aengus roared.

Alden shot.

I screamed. Everyone ducked. Aengus dropped down, but not before splattering his blood on the bank of the Salt River.

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