Dodge City, Kansas

Circa 1873

From The Journal of U.S. MArshal Matt Dillon

Today was quite a day!! It all started when I was writing a letter to Judge Booker regarding a murder that had taken place early this morning. I was just stating that (3) I believed I knew the killer and his motive when I heard commotion coming from the Long Branch. I ran over there as fast as I could.

(1)”I heard you scream. What’s wrong,” I asked?

Kitty was in her storage room running in circles.

I stood there, amused and slightly bewildered….”What on EARTH are you doing?”

Kitty:” The Cockroach From Hell has decided to return! I tried dropping a keg of beer on it, (5) But I was not quick enough.”

She let out a blood curdling screech as the insect scurried across the floor, UP HER LEG!!!!!!

Kitty:”HELP ME!!!! GET IT OFF!! OH,GOD!!!”

I did my best to get the roach without being too forward.

Kitty:”Why aren’t you getting it?!”

Matt:”Well….It’s gone under your dress and i was just trying to be…….”

Kitty interrupted…..”Oh, for HEAVEN’S SAKE !!” She pulled up her dress to her chin. (7) One of her buttons had come off and I tried to retrieve it. Bad decision.

Kitty:”Forget the button. GET THE BUG !!”

Carefully….Oh, you have no idea HOW carefully, I reached under her garterbelt to catch the roach. (4)Suddenly, I heard quick footsteps behind me. It was Sunshine!! (6) She looked at me with those bewitching eyes, put her hands on her hips and ………Without a word she left. (2) I called out her name like a battle cry , but to no avail.

Meanwhile Kitty was screaming so loudly that I felt my brain cells die, one by one!

Just as I grabbed the offending insect, Kitty sneezed. She lost her balance and we both fell to the floor. In between screams she complained of leg pain. Man! I was never so glad to get out of a room in all my life!

I carried her up to Doc’s and then tried to find Sunshine.

I explained all that had happened. I was so relieved when she broke into that delightful laughter of hers. I told her why I needed to carry Kitty. (8) “What if she was feigning the injury to her legs” was her only comment ?

As we were walking to my office, a loud shriek echoed down Front Street.

I found out later that the roach had jumped out on Doc’s examining table when he was bandaging Kitty’s leg.

Presently both of Kitty’s legs are in casts. I understand that Doc’s wrist is also mending nicely. Unfortunately, he is suffering from a hearing loss to his left ear.

Doc and Kitty are both expected to recover completely.

Crickets chirp and a soft wind lifts the bedroom curtains. I stare out into the darkness at the moon like I have many times before and let my mind turn to thoughts of her. She is beautiful! Tall and well put together, she has long blond hair and big blue eyes. She looked at me with those bewitching eyes (1) before rounding the corner and I knew I was in love – or something like it. She was model perfect. And if that wasn’t enough, she drove a hot sports car with her name on the side! I just had to find a way to get to know her better before that grouch got to her first, that hairy monster! Yeah, that’s right – he pretends to be a grouch and for some reason the chicks just eat it up! Well, not this time. I have a few tricks up my own sleeve to get the girl!

Suddenly my thoughts were interrupted by an unearthly noise that rent the night air followed by a fetid stench! I knew what was coming and moved to give the alarm, but I was not quick enough! (2) There were horrible growling and ripping sounds, then a scream! I called out her name like a battle cry (3) as I ran forward. As quick as it had begun, it ended. I rushed to the scene!

Oh no! It was terrible scene to see in the moonlight! Such carnage! There were body parts all over! But wait, there she was, looking so pitiful, yet strangely beautiful as well.

“I heard you scream (4) and I came as quick as I could,” I said. “Where are you hurt?”

“My legs. I can’t seem to be able to move my legs. Perhaps you could carry me?”

I glanced down at her legs. One of her buttons had come off (5) the blouse she wore, but her pants were fastened with Velcro and seemed to holding together just fine. Was she feigning the injury to her legs? (6) It didn’t matter to me. I wanted to hold her in my arms, to carry her to safety! I believed I knew the killer and his motive. (7) He had been known to come back to the scene of the crime without warning. We had to get out of her fast!

Suddenly, I heard quick footsteps behind me (8) and froze in a crouch next to her with my hands at the defensive ready position!

“Oh Max, bad dog! Look what you’ve done to my Barbie doll’s blouse! And how did you knock G.I. Joe with the Kung-Fu Grip, off his shelf by the window? What am I going to do with you Max? What a mess! Well, I’ll pick it up tomorrow. C’mon Max, let’s go…”

yes, I love the wording. it sounds a little vaigue at the end, but you might just have to know the story to know what ur talking about….it’s very good 🙂

Do you want us to do it?

well yes i can

my teacher use to make us do stuff like that for “funtime”

yes, I can.