| The Creative Expressions of... Bill Vivrett |
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| NightRiders: Incident on Big River Heights Page 5 of 6 __________________________________________________ |
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| Updated 12.09.04 |
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| �Look at this, Mel; the strangest thing! We got no tire tracks at all. Instead we got four sets
of horseshoe prints. Fresh! There hasn�t been a horse on this property in years.�
The law had arrived. �This whole thing is bizarre! Here we are, investigating this as a probable crime scene; but is it?� �Is this a crime scene? A send off? Or a stand off?� �What happened here, anyway?� |
| �Just answer me this, Mel, the younger deputy, Sid, continued and a barrage of questions followed:
�Why did the old man pull his easy chair over by the bay window? ...and why the twelve gauge beside him with two unused shells outside the screen door? ...and why does he have mud on his forehead, palms and knees�yet nowhere else?� ...�and why the smile?� the older deputy, Mel Boyer, finally joined in. ...�and why don�t I have answers for you?� Mel continued. �Well, he was ready to go, I�ll say that fer �im; even his open Bible on his lap. Looks like he was pointin� to ISAIAH 41:10. What�s it say, anyway? And look here, Sid, the way he�s dressed. Flannel shirt and tie on�with bib overalls! I ain�t seen that around these parts since the Depression.� �What did the old man die of anyway?� �We won�t know that till the medical examiner gets here...but it shor� looks like he died happy, don�t it! �What�s that underlined on the envelope that just fell out?� So I looked, and behold, A pale horse. And the name of him who sat on it Was DEATH... Rev. 6:8 |
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