Scarlet was the one who let
me know it was morning. After the breakfast round, I pulled Timmy to me gently.
"I'm sorry about getting
angry at you last night." He nodded.
"Lets try not to get
into trouble at all tonight, alright?"
"I guess," he
answered gently then climbed into the wagon.
I'll tell you right now that
the trip into that doctor’s office was one that I hope NOT to go through too often.
By the time we left, I think that doctor went tone deaf. I didn't know a little
girl could scream THAT loud. My own ears were ringing for about an hour at
least. Not to mention the fact that the babies were all crying as well. Some of
it was because of the loud screams of
I had wished I had the extra
hands because I had to help hold Kennie down while
they worked with that leg. I talked to her and tried my best to keep her
distracted. I couldn't believe all that they pulled out of that thing! Glass,
and rock. It was not wonder she was in so much pain. They got it cleaned out
and wrapped it. She was told not to be running on it much until next week. I
was glad that Timmy helped me with the younger ones. Seeing to it, that
everyone was in that wagon, we took off towards the long journey back home, but
not before stopping at the agency and informing them of the children here. That’s
when my twins decided to tell me of needing to eat. And we had decided it would
be best to go ahead and leave for home.
Half way there, I looked back
to see what was going on. To my surprise
"What is it, little
one?" I asked her gently as I walked over to her side and took her out of
the wagon. I was wondering if it was her foot. When she shook her head, my eyes
turned to where Timmy was sitting.
"He's gone" She
said tears running down her cheeks. My heart felt for this little girl. But at
the same time, I was angry.
"Kennie,
he's not gone, I'll bring him back. You stay here with the babies for me, call
to me if one of them start crying, alright?" She nodded.
"Thata girl.
Now which way did he go?" She pointed in the direction; I took off that
way myself.
I caught up to him; he wasn't
that far off yet. I called to him, and he started running. I still managed to
catch up to him. I knelt to his level. "Get into the wagon, if you cause
anymore trouble tonight, I'll give you a whipping you won't forget." He
glared at me but complied. "You’re sitting up front where I can keep an
eye on you better, young man." I told him as I told the horses to start up
again.
Once we had the babies inside
and horses unhitched, I turned to my son.
"You. Bed. Now."
"But we just got home, I
wanna,... YIE!!!" a sharp pain to his backside
cut him off.
"NO. Arguing
with me just go." I told him sternly pointing into the direction of
the house. I had decided right then I was going to crack down on at least the
disrespectfulness for right now, the others could wait.