Outlaws and Angels Page #2

I'll go, Mama.

Hush now, Charlotte.

It's Flo's turn.

But she got to..

No buts. You do as you're

told and shut it.

Let her go, Mama.

I don't want...

No buts for you either

young lady! Now git!

That's a good girl.

These bodies been out here

a lot longer than I like.

Josie.

There's something over yonder.

In the bushes.

Ahem.

Alright.

Whoever you be,

I implore you, reveal yourself.

We ain't gonna hurt you,

long as you come out slow-like.

Last chance.

What's your name, little girl?

Don't be scared. C'mere.

All's good now.

What's your name?

Lulu.

Well...

that's a pretty name.

Lulu.

What happened out here?

And who are you

to those folks?

My Grammy and Grampy

got shot good.

Yeah. Who shot 'em, honey?

I couldn't see them good

but I could hear them.

Bad men.

Yeah, bad men.

Now, do you know why the bad men

wanted to shoot your grandfolks?

Not sure.

I thought they were good

at first

and just getting Grampy

cause he beat on us, but...

But what, honey?

But then they bed down

Grammy.

And that ain't right.

I loved my Grammy.

When I heard them do that

I sunk down in the brush.

I prayed Jesus

till they went away.

They did. But then the horses

run off and I was stuck.

I can ride.

If the horses was here

I could've!

Now, I know this is hard,

Lulu, but...

I need to know

what those men said.

They said a lot of bad words

I shouldn't say.

No, not like that.

I need to know

where they went.

They said they was going east

through White Sands.

That's impossible.

That's what they said!

I ain't lying!

No... that makes sense.

They know

we'd have to be cracked

to follow 'em down these parts.

Well, I ain't cracked.

Ain't no coin worth that.

Goddamn.

What you get for talking

out your neck, yellow scamp.

Sorry, Lulu.

It's okay. He had it comin'.

Yeah. Now, we're gonna have

the yellow man

take the girl back to town,

we'll push on.

Boss...

maybe we should think

about this.

I thought about it.

I think you oughta get

on your f***ing horse,

we'll go get some heads.

I'm starting to wonder

if we's dead and gone to hell.

Left rung...

firebug...

snatch... wart.

You go and you get the pillow.

What the hell

you yappin' about?

Build it! Build it strong

with the logger and the roots

big John!

You okay, Maddie?

Probably too late

to save myself from the fire

but I'm gonna die tryin'

Hallelujah

and praise Jesus.

You mind your place.

I was just joshin'

I wasn't.

Need some water, boys.

I'm hungry, goddammit.

Sun up, sundown

and back again with no eats.

Steak'd be nice.

Now he's joshin'

Henry?

He gone.

Almost.

Whole side of his head's rotten.

Yeah, well,

better him than us.

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