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Click hereThe wagon crossed.
As it did, all hell broke loose, but let Martha's Journal tell that part of our tale.
[Martha's Journal]
It was good to see little Pixie again, and from my spyglass she looked a little grubbier than usual, but chipper. I showed Tim, who said something about upper lips. As I say, mad as hatters these English lords.
She was leaning on Maddie. I said to Tim I hoped that wasn't the result of being ridden all night; he glared at me. Well, I thought, best prepare for the worst. Still ain't sure if a gal as has been ridden only by other gals is a virgin or not; but I digress.
As the two ladies approached the bridge I fired into the air.
From behind came shots. As none of them came in our direction, I assumed they got Iverson's men.
At that, Pixie and Maddie made a mad dash for it.
Iverson urged his men to cross the bridge, and they went for it. Just as they reached it, Pixie and Maddie got to land. That was the signal to trigger the explosion. It caught five of Iverson's men and their horses, spilling them into the creek. Pixie and Maddie had thrown themselves to the ground.
As I kept up a steady fire, joined by the men we had hidden, Iverson got to the wagon. That was an error. I was not going to miss with the Winchester. I fired, hitting the explosives we'd loaded alongside the gold-painted iron bars. Iverson was blown to hell - where the bastard belonged. The remnants of the gang scattered.
I saw Tim run faster than I imagined he could!
As I got there, he was holding Pixie up. She was all a smilin'.
"You okay Squirt?"
It did my heart good to hear the giggle again.
"Course you ox, take more than a pile of weasels to do me down - thanks to Maddie."
Maddie beamed.
Tim hugged her.
"We owe you, and you'll be looked after."
"That's what your sister said too."
"They're people of their word Maddie. My Kate wants to see you when we hit town."
I turned back to Pixie, befuddled as how to ask the question, so being me, I just did.
"They fuck you darlin'?"
Darn, there had to be a better way to put that.
With a great big grin on her face, she smiled at me.
"Virgo Intacta - wanna ask Evie later?"
Then my world went dark.
- COMMENTS
Pixiehoffover 2 years agoAuthorWell, in the end we call come to dust, but the manner of the living is what matters xxxxx
FranziskaSissyover 2 years ago😔
This was necessary Lady Pixiehoff ..... And for shure there will be no qualifyed doc for the rescue or? ...... This is sad the guide and angel saving all and guiding all to the holy land scrapys creek must dye? .... The forebood of the bitterness
Pixiehoffover 2 years agoAuthorThank you Amadeus, I am so glad you have enjoyed it - and of course, what happens in Emily's happens in private - but you are not wrong :) xxxxxx
Pixiehoffover 2 years agoAuthorThank you, Anonymous - it was a back-shooter - the only way that anyone could have done it ... you must read the next chapter to see the results of course, but you are right to spot it was not Martha's last entry xxxxx
Pixiehoffover 2 years agoAuthorThank you MamaS - different from what we initially planned, but yes, as you say, this is where Pixie finally faces a challenge that she either meets and shows she has grown, or she goes under; she was ready for it. Thank you MamaS for all the effort you put into what is a joint production xxxx
