Tombstone.
I walked over to the sheriff’s office and greeted sheriff Angel. “No bad guys around?”
“Not that I’m avare of.”
“Last night I was talkin to mr Anthony and um... he shot mr grant. Right in front of me. Cause Mr Dominic dropped his guitar and then Mr Grant got otu his gun and then… But then I ran to the orphanage... and then we saw Mr Mac and Lot hangin’ some guy in the gallows. We could see it right from the window of Miss Abi’s!”
“Oh my! Ayvone else see zis all going on?”
“I ran out and pa was there. He promised he gonna take care of it. I told him Mr Grant and Miss Bree were the only not bad guys there. I guess I not count as a witness.”
“Ve’d need a vitness statement.”
“Pa is gonna get statement from em,” I said with a nod.
“Gut.”
“It was real scary.”
“I’m sure it vas little vone.”
“Pa let me sleep with him and ma last night. I gonna go wander round now.”
“Alvright be safe.”
I waved to the people coming over and went to the stables to ride around.
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