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Click here"Ma!" Oaksley screamed.
Felina shifted, still feeling some stiffness. Her third swallow from the bottle was silver. The image of the badge came unbidden. Always the badge. She was neat and clean, representing the law as she should. Oaksley's crimes came to mind. She could recite them effortlessly. The personality washed over her and she became Arthur Condit, Texas Ranger.
The ranger shot two men and Oaksley was alone.
No... No, she was Felina. She wouldn't let some long ago memory steal this moment from her. Wrenching her mind from the false memories, she steeled herself. Forcing her hand to stop its shaking, she stared at the man who'd set her up.
"What... what are you?"
"I'm your death, Clifton Oaksley."
His hand reached for his gun. Hers was faster.
She soon left town with Calvin's wagon. Never again did Felina see the man who had healed all but her scars, but she had more than his memories to sustain her.
*****
"Here, Mama. I brought you some cobbler."
She smiled down at little Calvin's handsome face and couldn't understand why people were sometimes put off by his grey-blue eyes.
"Thank you, baby. Go back to play now."
A few minutes later Felina saw him with his friends as he told them one of his stories.
*****
But my love for Felina is strong and I rise where I've fallen
Though I am weary, I can't stop to rest
I see the white puff of smoke from the rifle
I feel the bullet go deep in my chest
From out of nowhere, Felina has found me
Kissing my cheek as she kneels by my side
Cradled by two loving arms that I'll die for
One little kiss and Felina good-bye
El Paso
*****
With thanks to Brad, Jerry, Vik, Racing, MAS, Timothy, MrZ, Leon, Phillip, Laurence, Adam, Ken, Mark, Nora, Cheryl, Kerry, RP, Baron, Zachary, Alex, Mike, George, and Charles.
If you enjoyed this, you might enjoy the Mercy Thompson books by Patricia Briggs. Mercy is the daughter of Coyote from one of the times he walked as a man. She is surrounded by more powerful creatures, werewolves, vampires, fae, but always finds a way. It's often the chaotic nature she inherited that sees her through. That and Brigg's Alpha and Omega series are two of my favorites.
Marty Robbins was one of the best story telling troubadours of the western genre. He recorded 101 songs but his 4 versions for El-Paso are the most famous. His two versions of The masters call would probably be second. Mr. Shorty is one of my favorites also. His music has survived the passage of time and it still played frequently today. Always looking for a new story I wonder if his spirit is wandering looking for more.
Really good story and was really surprised at your take on a classic song from a legend.
For anonymous,
https://www.cowboylyrics.com/lyrics/robbins-marty/el-paso-11889.html
I was with it till the woman who couldn't have children and had no man somehow had a son. Yes, I got who the son was/is, it's the immaculate conception part that's the hangup. Oh well, overall this was a net good.
Oh yeah, if that last little italicized bit was part of a song? Lines from a movie maybe? Could someone who knows drop a reference in a comment please? TIA
Once again, you've blown my mind. I love Coyote--Christopher Moore's Coyote Blue is one of my favorites--and your take on him is outstanding. Looking forward to the next one!
I read the first couple of sentences and thought "Oh, Good Grief. What's he doing?" I read on. It turned into an excellent take. Thanks, Felina has been a conundrum to me for many years.