It was Thanksgiving 1885 and it was my very first thanksgiving with Mr. Tunstall we had just sat down to thanksgiving dinner Chavez was sick. I was worried about him and I was missing my mother like crazy and that is when Charley started his same old crap with me and I really wasn't in the mood to hear it so I got up from the table and tell Charley to leave me the hell alone and then I run out the door to the barn to be alone and I had my gun with me I was going to kill the next person who tries to get close to me but I really wasn't going to do that it was just the way that felt at that time. Chavez came out to the barn and tried to talk me into giving him the gun because he didn't nobody to get hurt and he didn't want me to get hurt ether I told that I had lost people that I was close to and now I was going to lose him too. I had lost my mother when I was 15 and I didn't want to lose him too because I he was like a brother to me. and then I beg Chavez to go back into the house I didn't want him to see what was going to happen. I run out of the barn and Pat Catches me and holds me and makes me drop the gun. Pat tells me Billy I know that you miss your mother and that you are worried about Chavez but Chavez is going to be alright now go ahead and cry let it out don't hold anything back cry all of my hurt out. I did what Pat told me told I feel a little better now.
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Thanksgiving With Mr. Tunstall
Fanfictionthis story is about my first thanksgiving with Mr. Tunstall and how much I missed my mother and the bad thing that almost happened if Pat Garrett hadn't been there to stop it from happening and the love of friends and family and one young boy who di...
