Texas In Ruins - A Sheldon And Meemaw Story

part 2, the beginning

Connie was wrong. 14 years ago, she had thought that her grandson Georgie was the cutest, most precious, better than the whole universe, but she was wrong. Staring into the face of her sweet, young, innocent grandson Sheldon, she took it all back. "Shelly" she said, raising one eyebrow, "your move." Her nine year old grandson looked up at her with a calculating look on his face. He squinted his eyes, then moved the peice. "Checkmate." Connie sighed and handed over the cash. "You earned it moonpie."

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4 years later

Sheldon and Missy were now 13, Georgie was 17. Connie was getting older, but she loved her grandkids even more each day. Sheldon had gotten into a college and was now going full time, and goergie had quit highschool and become a full time employee at his job. At this moment, Connie was int he car on her way to pick up Sheldon from college. When she got there, he was walking out, a group of olfer freshman behind him poking snf jeering at him. When he got into the car Connie looked over at him concerned. "Moonpie, are they bothering you?" Sheldon shook his head unconvincingly. "I'm fine. There is no problem."

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2 weeks later

Connie studied Sheldon throughout the following weeks, noticing that the same boys still harassing Sheldon, one day one of them even tanked off his bow tie and stomped it to the wet ground. He got into the car and a tear streaked it's way down his cheek. Connie Waited in silence for a long time before saying

"Shelly?" He turned to look at her and what she saw on his face wasn't sadness, it was anger. He let out an angry little sound. "I'm gonna kill them." Connie didn't realize it then, but those words would come to cuase dire consequences.