4-3-1882 page 7

 4-3-1882 page 7 by ric gustafson

4-2-1882 was Palm Sunday. While the others went to church, Bob stayed home. When they returned, Bob was oiling his revolver. Jesse, Zee, Charley and Bob enjoyed a picnic lunch along a river.

At one point, Jesse looked at Bob. " Can we talk a minute Bob?".

" Sure". He smiled. " I've got nothing better to do".

" Someone told me you've been spending a lot of time in Kansas City?". Jesse's voice hesitated. " Is that true?".

" Yes, that's true".

Jesse frowned. " Have you seen Dick Liddil lately?".

" No".

Later, Charley and Bob were trying to fall asleep in a shared bed.

" I'm scared Bob".

" Why?".

" On our trip tomorrow to rob the Platte City bank?".

" Yes".

" Jesse's going to slit our throats while we are in the woods".

" No, he's not". Bob shook his head. " Go to sleep".

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Peace and God's blessings. Love Ric