The sound of horse shoes galloping on the dirt road filled our ears. The bandits went out to the veranda and silence filled the room as we all tried to figure out what was going on. My husband had stood up to peer out I the door to see what they were doing. Then the fire broke out, it started with one maybe two shots then the smell of gun powder filled the room, it sounded like they just wanted to get rid of there ammunition. My husband had turned his back for one minute to return to safety and he didn't see it coming. He was shot once I. The back and staggered about a metre until he fell to the ground. I handed my baby to one of the ladies and hastily went over to my husband, he grasped my hand and asked me to promise hi that I'd look after our baby. With that he left me a single mother and a widow.
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False hope
Short StoryThis is just a short story that is written in the point of view of a by stander named mrs larry. This story is based on the Kelly gangs last stand (ned Kelly) at the glenrowan inn.
