The Sea of Grass Page #9

AND IT MIGHT BE A GOOD IDEA

IF YOU SPENT A LITTLE MORE TIME

HERE IN THE FUTURE.

YOU CAN'T RUN ME

ANYMORE!

I WASN'T CUT OUT FOR LIVING YOUR WAY

AND I'M SICK OF TRYING.

I'D RATHER BE STUFFED

IN A COFFIN!

I DON'T MIND THE SHOOTING SO MUCH-

I WOULDN'T GIVE MUCH FOR YOU IF

YOU COULDN'T DEFEND YOURSELF-

BUT JUMPING BAIL IS ANOTHER THING.

IT ISN'T SQUARE.

I WANT YOU TO GO INTO TOWN

AND STAND TRIAL ON YOUR OWN FEET.

CLEAR YOURSELF OR TAKE

THE CONSEQUENCES.

BECAUSE THAT'S THE ONLY WAY

TO WORK IT OUT, BROCK.

WHEN YOU'VE GOT SOMETHING MORE

TO SAY TO ME, I'LL BE AROUND.

THAT WAS NICE.

THAT WAS FINE.

TAKE IT EASY.

YOU KNOW YOU CAN

HURT HIM MORE THAN ANYONE.

YOU KNOW THAT, DON'T YOU?

TAKE IT EASY, SARAH BETH.

I THOUGH YOU WERE LEAVING.

I GOT TO THINK.

HOW CAN A MAN THINK

WITHOUT A LITTLE MUSIC?

JIM HERE?

AROUND SOME PLACE.

OUT BACK, I GUESS.

WHERE'S BROCK?

HELLO, MR. MCCURTIN.

YOU TELL HIM ABOU THE SHOOTING, BROCK?

OH, HELLO, MACK.

SURE I TOLD HIM. WHAT'S THE MATTER?

HORTON DIED.

FIGURED HE WAS:

TOO MEAN TO DIE.

I CAN GET YOU OFF

ONCE MORE, MAYBE.

YOU MUST HAVE HAD A GOOD REASON

TO SHOOT A MAN.

YOU HAD ONE,

DIDN'T YOU?

GOOD REASON?

WHY, SURE-THE BEST.

BETTER COME BACK IN WITH ME.

HAVE YOU TOLD:

THE COLONEL?

I CAN'T FACE HIM.

I'VE GONE THAT ONE TIME OVER

BRINGING HIM BAD NEWS.

ARE YOU COMING?

NO.

THEN I'M FINISHED, BROCK,

AS FAR AS YOU'RE CONCERNED.

TOO MUCH FOR ME.

ONE LAST WORD-

I ADVISE YOU TO GET IN TOWN FAST.

SARAH BETH, TELL YOUR FATHER

I COULDN'T WAIT.

YOU CAN GET OUT OF THIS YOURSELF OR

THE WAY YOU GOT OUT OF JAIL.

WHAT DID MR. MCCURTAIN MEAN,

"THE WAY YOU GOT OUT OF JAIL"?

HE GOT YOU OUT, DIDN'T HE?

NO.

WHO DID?

CHAMBERLAIN.

I GUESS HE FIGURES

THE YOUNG AND FOOLISH

SHOULD HAVE ANOTHER CHANCE,

OR SOMETHING.

ALL RIGHT, BROCK, YOU DON'T HAVE

TO COVER UP WITH ME.

I'VE KNOWN FOR A LONG TIME.

WHEN?

FOR SURE WHEN I WAS 15.

HOW?

A LOT OF THINGS:

PUT TOGETHER.

AND BEFORE I WENT BACK TO SCHOOL

THE LAST TIME, I KNEW YOU KNEW I AND I KNEW PAPA DID.

I COULD KILL CHAMBERLAIN.

THAT'S WHAT THE

TROUBLE WAS ABOUT.

THIS FELLOW I WAS GAMBLING WITH,

HE SAID A FEW THING.

THAT'S WHY I COULDN' TELL THE COLONEL.

I COULDN'T LET HIM

KNOW THAT I KNOW.

OH, BROCK.

WE'VE BEEN AROUND A LO TOGETHER, THE COLONEL AND ME.

AND HE NEVER LET ANYBODY

EVEN THINK ANYTHING ONCE,

AT LEAST NOT OUT LOUD.

DON'T I KNOW.

I'M GLAD I KNOW THAT, TOO-

I MEAN, THAT YOU LOVE HIM.

IF I HATED HIM,

I'D BE ALL RIGHT.

THEN WE COULD WALK DOWN

THE STREET TOGETHER

AND I WOULDN'T MIND FEELING

HIM CRINGE-NEVER LET ON.

OH, I SHOULD HAVE GONE Movie AWAY

FROM HERE A LONG TIME AGO.

BUT HE'S HARD TO LEAVE.

NOW I GOT TO GE OUT OF HERE FAST.

DON'T RUN AWAY, BROCK.

MR. MCCURTIN COULD GE YOU OFF, COULDN'T HE?

OH, SURE, EASY. THE JURY WOULDN' EVEN LEAVE ITS BOX.

THEN FACE IT LIKE

PAPA WANTS YOU TO.

EVER BEEN TO A TRIAL,

SARAH BETH?

LOTS OF THINGS COME OUT OF TRIALS.

WHOLE MESS COMES OUT.

SALT FORK WOULD EA THIS UP WITH A SPOON,

AND HE'S HAD ENOUGH.

GO ON, SARAH BETH, SIT DOWN AND

PLAY A TUNE BY YOURSELF.

YOU'LL HAVE TO GET USED TO IT.

AND TELL THE COLONEL NOTHING.

JEFF SAID MCCURTIN WAS HERE.

WHAT DID HE WANT?

NOTHING.

WHERE ARE YOU GOING?

FIRST LAP OF:

MY TRIP TO DENVER.

GET DOWN OFF THAT HORSE, BROCK.

GET OUT OF MY WAY.

WELL, SARAH BETH, I'LL TRY TO

UNDERSTAND WHY HE HAD TO GO.

I DIDN'T TRY WITH SOMEONE

ELSE A LONG TIME AGO.

I'VE ALWAYS BEEN SORRY.

WELL, COLONEL, THEN

IF BROCK AIN'T HERE

WE JUST GOTTA FIND HIM

AND TAKE HIM IN.

WHY?

I THOUGHT MCCURTIN

TOLD YOU.

HORTON DIED.

SORRY, COLONEL.

THINGS FALL THAT WAY

SOMETIMES, BILL.

YEAH.

YOU SURE HE AIN'T HERE?

YOU CAN LOOK.

I... I SHOULDN'T HAVE ASKED THAT,

COLONEL. GOOD NIGHT.

WHY IS BROCK FRIGHTENED, SARAH BETH?

DOESN'T HE KNOW MACK CAN GET HIM OFF?

BUT HE KNOWS HE CAN'T GE YOU OFF.

THE MAN BROCK SHOT,

HE CALLED BROCK NAMES.

NOT PRETTY NAMES,

EITHER.

THEY'D SOUND AWFUL AT A TRIAL,

ESPECIALLY WHEN THEY'RE TRUE.

BROCK THOUGHT-HE WANTED TO

SPARE YOU SOMETHING.

HE CAN'T SPARE ME

ANYTHING.

IT SEEMS NONE OF US CAN

SPARE THE OTHERS ANYTHING.

YOU GO TO BED.

I'VE GOT TO FIND HIM.

I'VE GOT TO GET TO HIM

BEFORE HE DOES SOMETHING.

I'VE GOT TO GET TO HIM

BEFORE SOME SHERIFF GETS HIM.

HE'S A GOOD BOY,

SARAH BETH.

YES. I'M GLAD WE KNOW HOW GOOD.

YOU FIND HIM, PAPA.

I'LL FIND HIM.

GET YOUR AFTERNOON STAR-

HERE'S YOUR CHANGE, LADY.

LATEAFTERNOON STAR.

THANK YOU, SIR.

RIGHT OVER HERE-

GET YOUR LATE AFTERNOON STAR!

AFTERNOON STAR! LATEST NEWS AND

THE LATEST PAPER!

RIGHT HERE. THAT THE IDEA.

THANK YOU, SIR.

LATE AFTERNOON STAR!

RIGHT OVER HERE! GE YOUR LATE AFTERNOON STAR!

HERE COMES THE COLONEL.

HE'S IN THA CABIN, COLONEL.

YOU CAN'T GO DOWN THERE, COLONEL!

THE BOY'S GONE CRAZY!

GO ON BACK!

NO ONE'S TAKING ME, AND

THAT GOES FOR YOU, TOO!

STAY THERE, OR I'LL DROP

YOU! I MEAN IT!

YOUR LAST CHANCE

TO TURN AROUND!

I'LL COUNT 3!

1...

2...

HURRY IT UP!

OH, DAD. WHY AM I

CALLING YOU DAD?

YOU USED TO CALL

ME THAT, BROCK.

NOT SINCE I GOT OLD

ENOUGH TO KNOW BETTER.

GROWING UP-THAT'S

GREAT, ISN'T IT?

DON'T TALK.

DON'T TALK.

YOU DON'T SCARE

WORTH A NICKEL, DAD.

DOCS ALWAYS TRY SOMETHING.

LIE STILL, KID.

LIE STILL. NOT WHILE I'M STILL

BREATHING IN AND OUT.

LYING STILL COMES LATER.

NOT MUCH LATER, THOUGH,

HUH, DOC?

HELLO, SHERIFF!

SOMEBODY LEF A NOTE FOR YOU.

RIGHT SIDE OF YOU.

BROCK.

YOUR SISTER SENDS

HER LOVE, SON.

THE GOOD GIRL.

GOOD, BRIGHT GIRL.

SHE TOLD ME, BROCK.

SHE TOLD ME WHY YOU

DUCKED OUT.

AND, BROCK...

YOUR MOTHER...

THERE'S SOMETHING...

DAD, LET'S GO DOWN

TO CHARLEY'S, HMM?

LET'S DRINK ALL THE PLACE

UNDER THE TABLE.

AND THEN WHEN THERE'S

JUST ME AND YOU LEF I'LL DRINK YOU UNDER.

ASK CHARLEY.

HOW ABOUT IT?

DA-DAD...

DAD.

I GOT IT FOR YOU,

LAST STOP, MA'AM.

GOT ANYTHING:

FOR ME TO PICK UP?

NO. NOTHING TODAY.

I BEG YOUR PARDON, IS THERE

A TRAIN LEAVING:

FOR SAN FRANCISCO TOMORROW?

ONE AT 11:
00 O'CLOCK TONIGHT.

THANK YOU.

AND SO WE'LL COME TO

PAY OUR LAST RESPECTS

AND TO SAY GOODBYE

TO BROCK BREWTON

BELOVED SON OF JAMES BREWTON

AND LUTIE C. BREWTON.

THIS YOUNG MAN HAS

DEPARTED FROM OUR MIDST.

THE LORD GAVE.

THE LORD HATH TAKEN AWAY.

LET US PRAY.

COME IN.

JUST PUT THE COFFEE

ON THE TABLE, PLEASE.

YOU'RE SARAH BETH.

YES.

PLEASE SIT DOWN.

THERE'S NO NEED

FOR THAT.

I HAVE SOMETHING TO SAY, AND THEN

I'M GOING TO GO.

HOW DID YOU KNOW

I WAS HERE?

I HAVE A ROOM AT THE HOTEL.

THE CLERK TOLD ME.

I'M NOT GOING TO LET YOU HUR POP ANYMORE!

HE CAN'T STAND ANYMORE.

MAYBE YOU COULDN'T HURT HIM,

EVEN IF YOU TRIED.

MAYBE THERE'S NOT ANYTHING THA CAN HURT HIM,

NOT AFTER BROCK.

I HOPE SO.

BECAUSE NOBODY CAN STAND

ANYMORE, EVEN HIM.

SO MAYBE THE PAIN'S

OVER NOW.

UNLESS YOU BROUGHT HIM MORE.

HAVE YOU?

WHAT DO YOU:

WANT OF HIM?

NOTHING.

I CAME TO HELP BROCK.

I DIDN'T KNOW HE-

I... I DIDN'T KNOW UNTIL THE TRAIN

WAS ALMOST HERE.

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