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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required (cont from Richard Pickett's side ) You alright? Hang on I got a bus coming . I got your piece. Bill pulled Brick up to a half sitting position as he was talking to him. He scanned the area to see any possible witnesses. He heard Brick making-” uhh -uhh “noises and that’s all he seemed to be able to do. “Say I got an idea Brick .. just a suggestion cause I know how you hate getting bossed around and all…. How about breathing?… I’ll bet it would take some of that blue outa your face, pardner. It just don’t become you, ya know? “Uhh, hunh, uh hunhh hunhh.” Brick still couldn’t talk but his breath was coming back around. “Atta way Brick, good thing I came along and reminded you to do that.... But what are pardners for? You’d have probably done the same for me although I ain’t sure about you New Yorkers. ...You okay now, buddy?” “Huunh, huunh…yeah..huunh, no thanks …to you…huunh. You shoulda ..uh huunh …seen it…I almost.. killed the guy…yeah ..unnh.. Smashed …his foot…uhu… with my chest…hunnhh. “Bill helped Brick up to a half standing position while Brick continued with labored breath. “Where the hell were you.. Uh.. anyway, while I was .. huunh ..kicking this guy’s butt? " Bill picked up Brick’s hat, dusted it off and set it on Brick's head who was still bent over holding his ribs. “Where was I? I was over yonder having me a sandwich ..and you know how I hate to be disturbed while I’m eating.” They could hear the bus siren now getting closer. “How you doing now, ole buddy? “Better I guess…uhh ..least I can breathe.. Sorta.“ “Brick they’re probably gonna want to check you out when that bus gets here.” "Why did you ..hunhh .. call the bus, Cowboy? You know ..uhh.. I hate getting groped by those guys. ..uhuhh." Let’s go before uh ..they get here! “ Exactly then the bus came into view, parked and a medic immediately rushed out excitedly hollering ” where’s the downed officer!?” Brick looked up to see she was blond , flush cheeked and awful easy on the eyes. …”I’m right here, Miss! ..uhh .. It’s me!” Bill grinned and was glad to see he would be in good hands. “Yeah, you’ll have to help him. He can’t walk too good. But you should see the other guy . I'm sure he’s limping all over the place around here somewhere. Heh heh. I’ll take care of your car Brick. Catch you later.” Brick was busy. Bill made his way back through the little crowd that had gathered there and walked back towards Brick’s car while still carefully scanning the tenement buildings. (to be cont)
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