John Brown’s Body

“Drop it!” he yelled. “Drop! Drop! Drop!”

The chief looked at Terry and started to bring his gun around to Terry. The chief’s gun came around and Terry kept yelling, “Drop,” over and over. Then Terry fired three times, quick, and the chief went down.


They stood over the chief’s body a couple of minutes later as the sirens grew louder. Terry kept muttering, “Goddamn it all,” under

his breath, over and over, quietly, more like somebody reciting a prayer than cursing.

They hadn’t taken their eyes off the chief.

“He tell you he killed Brown?” said Terry.

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