Demon Hunters - The Truck the Witch and the Blacksmith

Chapter Twelve - Dead or Alive

Chapter Twelve - Dead or Alive

The next day Suzy put on her dress then she came to breakfast. Everyone was dressed in their Sunday best, and Hank was sitting next to Emily. Surprised Suzy whispered to Benjamin, "Why's Hank here?"

Benjamin whispered, "He's here every Sunday. He walks Emily to church. Then he stays for dinner."

Jim came to the table and sat next to Suzy. She was upset that Jim wasn't going to church, but Suzy understood why. Jim had promised to go next Sunday after he got his hair cut. Suzy also knew Benjamin wasn't going either. He was going to tend to smoking the meat.

Then Albert questioned, "Jim, you mind if I walk your wife to church?"

Jim replied, "That would be nice Albert. Thank you."

Albert replied, "It's an honor Jim. I understand what is going on here. Now Rebecca down there will have something to write about. I can see it now. Sheriff having an affair with married woman. He's been seen parading her down Main Street."

Rebecca laughed, "You just want your name in the paper Albert."

Jim Smiled, "Go for it Albert see if you can turn a few heads."

Finishing the last of her pancake Suzy got up from the table and questioned, "You ready Albert?"

Albert pushed back his chair and got up putting out his arm. Suzy took a hold of his muscular bicep, and they went out the door."

As they walked Albert insisted, "You look nice in a dress Suzan. I like the way you dress everyday too, but being a woman is one mark against you. Then being out spoken like you are is another. However dressing like that scares the hell out of people. That's why people accept you, because their afraid to say anything. You know they whisper behind your back."

Suzy informed, "Let them talk all they want. They're just jealous because they can't dress like that. I'd tell them learn to shoot and ride like a man, and where the clothes."

Back at the Boardinghouse everyone pitched in and did the dishes. Then they left for church. Jim and Benjamin were down at the smoker. Benjamin knelled down giving the coals a steer as he questioned, "Just between you and me what really happened? The story goes that you blew in his mouth and pounded on his chest. Then you called him back to life."

Jim freaked out and jumped to his feet. "What the hell! Is that what people think? Tell me Benjamin! Is this what everyone believes?"

Benjamin was taken back by Jim's concern. Finely Benjamin spoke softly, "The story came from a bunch of kids Jim. What do you expect from kids? We're talking about eight to twelve year old's here. That's why I ask what really happened."

Jim calmed down and replied, "No one was dead, and yes I blew in his mouth to help him breathe. Then I pushed on his chest to get the water out, and I talked to him. I wanted him to know he was not alone, and we were helping him. We did save his life thank God. The way you tell the story it makes me sound like a Witch or something."

Benjamin whispered, "Witches are women."

Jim barked, "OK Warlock then, and yes I know that stuff. I'm smart but that don't change a thing. I'm still the same guy I have always been."

Benjamin went on, "I didn't think you had the power over life and death if you must know. I do want to know where you got your clothes."

Jim replied, "You would have to ask Suzan. She had them custom made, and yes they were made on a Sewing Machine. We had a lot of money, but it's all gone and we're starting over."

Walking back to the house Benjamin mumbled, "Did she get the pattern from a catalog or something?"

Jim replied, "No she worked with the lady with the Sewing Machine, and made them to custom fit both of us. She wanted us to match as if we were one. Women have a different shape than men. A man's clothes are tight and baggy in all the wrong places for a woman. She had to have hers made to fit her."