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While Even stood on her porch, Flash came up behind Robey and cracked him over the back of the head with the baseball bat. Robey dropped the whisky bottle and gun to the ground and grabbed the top of his head with both hands. He fell to his knees and tried to turn around. He fell face down on the ground in stead.

"Robey!" Even screamed as she ran to him.

Flash was standing over Robey, looking down at him when Even fell to Robey's side. She looked up at Flash.

"Help me turn him over?" She asked.

"I didn't want to hurt him," Flash said.

"I know," Even said. "Just help he roll him over."

The two of them rolled Robey onto his back. Even picked up Robey's head and slid under it. She held his head in her lap.

"Robey,' she said as she ran her hand along the top of his head.

Robey opened his eyes. He stared up at Even.

"Even, I love you," he said. "I've loved you since the eight grade, when you kicked my ass."

"Robey Iron Legs, you never said a word to me in all these years."

"I'm to shy," he said.

Flash looked down at him.

"You weren't to shy just now," he said. "Man you were ready to kill me for her."

Robey looked at Flash and then back at Even.

"I thought I was going to lose my chance to tell you," he said.

Even looked at Flash.

"Can you help me get him inside?" She asked.

"Sure," Flash said.

Together they picked up the man and carried him inside. They laid him on the couch. Flash got a cold wet cloth and brought it to Even. Even held Robey's head on her lap. She took the cloth and began to wipe the blood off of Robey's head.

Flash gathered up his things and went outside to his tent. Sometime during the night Flash packed up his belonging and left. None of us ever saw him again after that.

A few weeks after that, Benji, Robey, Even and me were at the tribal cemetery. Even wanted to take Robey to see her father's grave. They were getting married in a week and she wanted to tell her father about it.

We were standing in front of the grave. I was looking at the marker, while Even was talking. I couldn't take my eyes off the marker. It read,

Anthony "Flash" Two Bulls

Father and Loving Husband

Rest in Peace

A cowboy hat was etched into the upper left corner of the marker. A guitar was etched into the upper right corner. In the center, above the name, a camera was etched.

When Even was through talking I stepped close beside her.

"Even," I said. "What was that Indian guy"s name? You know the one that was staying at your place?"

Even looked at me.

"You mean Flash," she said.

"Yeah, he's the one," I said.

"Tony," she said. "Why?"

"Tony," I whispered. "No reason," I said.

I looked at the marked again.

"Naw, it couldn't be.".

The other were all ready heading back to the cars. I turned and ran to catch them.

That night we were all at Even's house when her phone rang. It was her mom.

"Hi mom," Even Said.

"Even, you have to come over here right away," her mother said.

"What's wrong, mom?" Even asked. She motioned for the rest of us to shut up so she could hear.

"I was going through you father's old camera bag," He mother said. "I just found it lying out on the kitchen table and in stead of putting it up I sat down and started going through it."

"Mom, you that all the time..."

Even's mom cut her off.

"Even, there are pictures of you in here!"

"What?" Even looked at Robey. "Mom, what are you talking about."

"Pictures of you, Evening. About thirty of them from places all round the rez."

"Mom, you've never let me look at dad's bag." Even paused for a moment. We were all standing around her. "Mom, what does dad's camera bag look like?"

Her mother described the bag that Flash had carried around for the three weeks he had stay with Even.

"Mom, we're coming over," She said. She hung up the phone and grabbed Robey by the arm. She was pulling him toward the door.

"Come on guys. We're going to Mom's," she yelled at us.

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#1 by sue arwood, Dec 20, 2007
i enjoyed your story, it made me want to
write a story which i know would be a good story
thanks
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