He dashed down the stairs, out of the old inn and into the stables kicking up dust as he went. Tim brushed a brown mare, turned and saw the shiny, red face of his boss. James dived at Tim and pinned him down. Tim copped a bone crushing punch to the nose. Tim pushed James off him huffing and puffing. 'WHAT IN THE WORLD IS GOING ON?' yelled Tim.
'Don't play dumb with me, you know exactly what!' James yelled back.
Tim's face turns white as snow and sickly.
'I didn't know it would turn out like this. I was trying to protect Bess from that horrible man James.'
'You are not her father!' James spits. 'I trusted you, I paid you well, I treated you as if you were my own and this is how you repay me?' He kicks Tim's shin sending him back to the ground. James latched at Tim's neck his face changing colour from red to purple to blue.
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The Highwayman (My way)
Krótkie OpowiadaniaThe Highwayman, some say he is a villain, some say he is a hero but they all know that he is an outlaw, a thief and a fugitive. He finds a fine maiden, they would go anywhere together. Where do they go? Does he get caught? What will you think of him...
