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to take the keys away, but she turns quickly and dances toward the door to my cell.
"Now Miss Sobe you need to give me those," Ned says fumbling toward her like she bites.
"No thank you," Sobe says looking briefly at me as she tries the first key.
"Miss Sobe," Ned says with more sand, "now you listen to me, girl."
"You're gonna have to pull your gun and shoot me, deputy," she says trying the second key.
"I'll shoot him," Ned says pulling his gun and waving it toward me which frankly makes me nervous, not what he says, but that he is dimwitted enough to point a weapon at me with his finger on the trigger.
Sobe stops what she's doing and looks at Ned.
"You let him out Miss Sobe, I'll shoot him."
"And I will testify that you shot an unarmed man, and they will hang you by the neck until dead," she says back.
I have forgotten to say anything, well, all four of us have watching this back and forth.
"Sobe," I do say.
"Your poor eye Tonio. Don't you worry, I'll have you and Joseph out in no time. Ned won't shoot you."
"Sobe," I say again, "put…put the keys back."
She ignores me and the lock clicks, and she swings the door open. I glance at Joseph, and his eyes are big as silver dollars.
"Well, come out Antonio…Joseph," she says letting her arm swing wide.
Joseph looks ready to faint.
"We can't," I say.
"Well, that's fine," she says. "I will just come in." And before I know what's what she pulls the keys from the lock and steps into our cell and slams the door again.
"Now Miss Sobe come out of there," Deputy says holstering his gun.
She holds up the keys and swings them a little. "Come and get me, Ned."
I laugh some. We all do, even my brother puts his hand over a grin. Sobe is about the most amazing girl I ever knew.
Chapter 14
"Sobe," I say.
"Don't tell me to let myself out, Antonio. As long as you are in here, I am. He shouldn't play favorites, or spare me because I'm a girl. I hate that pretty much."
She is such a fierce little thing. Hand to the Bible we are the same. Only I hold back, oldest of the herd, but Sobe does not.
"Your father will be angry," I say.
She disagrees, walking to the bed I vacated and plopping down. "You need a wet rag for your eye."
"You love him or something?" Utz calls out.
"Watch your mouth," I say like Utz has cursed at us.
"Why you like him so much?" Tillo says.
She pops up and marches to the bars. "You boys started the trouble, and you never owned up. You let Tonio get all the blame. But I've made sure my father and Miss Charlotte know exactly what happened."
Then she turns to me. "He didn't even give you a chance to tell your side of it. He's bull-headed that way."
I suppose she means her father.
"I um…I'm no snitch," I say.
Her eyes grow…offended. She thinks I called her a snitch for setting the facts straight.
"Not you," I say. "I just don't say. I'm oldest. If something goes wrong, it's my fault." I say this just for her, but I know it travels.
Fat Ned is disgusted with the whole thing. He is back at the desk rooting through drawers.
"For Pete's sake," Sobe says observing Ned. She fishes the key out of her pocket and unlocks the cell door. "There."
Ned looks up and slowly shuts the drawer he'd been digging through.
Sobe goes back to my bed and sits. She folds her arms. "How can you take the blame for all of your brothers and sisters?"
"Miss Sobe come out of there," Ned says.
"I am staying here until my father comes. He'll see that door was open the whole time, and he'll see these boys wouldn't even come out they are that good and fair. If I'd of opened their cell," she gestures toward the Smiths, "they'd of run into Sunday already."
"What she mean?" Utz asks Tillo.
"Running Sunday or something. I don't know," Tillo says.
"Now we can all just wait," she says like it's settled.
"Give me those keys, Miss Sobe," Ned says.
"Ned, you'll get apoplexy if you don't settle down." She stands and throws the keys out the door like she's rolling a
"Now Miss Sobe you need to give me those," Ned says fumbling toward her like she bites.
"No thank you," Sobe says looking briefly at me as she tries the first key.
"Miss Sobe," Ned says with more sand, "now you listen to me, girl."
"You're gonna have to pull your gun and shoot me, deputy," she says trying the second key.
"I'll shoot him," Ned says pulling his gun and waving it toward me which frankly makes me nervous, not what he says, but that he is dimwitted enough to point a weapon at me with his finger on the trigger.
Sobe stops what she's doing and looks at Ned.
"You let him out Miss Sobe, I'll shoot him."
"And I will testify that you shot an unarmed man, and they will hang you by the neck until dead," she says back.
I have forgotten to say anything, well, all four of us have watching this back and forth.
"Sobe," I do say.
"Your poor eye Tonio. Don't you worry, I'll have you and Joseph out in no time. Ned won't shoot you."
"Sobe," I say again, "put…put the keys back."
She ignores me and the lock clicks, and she swings the door open. I glance at Joseph, and his eyes are big as silver dollars.
"Well, come out Antonio…Joseph," she says letting her arm swing wide.
Joseph looks ready to faint.
"We can't," I say.
"Well, that's fine," she says. "I will just come in." And before I know what's what she pulls the keys from the lock and steps into our cell and slams the door again.
"Now Miss Sobe come out of there," Deputy says holstering his gun.
She holds up the keys and swings them a little. "Come and get me, Ned."
I laugh some. We all do, even my brother puts his hand over a grin. Sobe is about the most amazing girl I ever knew.
Chapter 14
"Sobe," I say.
"Don't tell me to let myself out, Antonio. As long as you are in here, I am. He shouldn't play favorites, or spare me because I'm a girl. I hate that pretty much."
She is such a fierce little thing. Hand to the Bible we are the same. Only I hold back, oldest of the herd, but Sobe does not.
"Your father will be angry," I say.
She disagrees, walking to the bed I vacated and plopping down. "You need a wet rag for your eye."
"You love him or something?" Utz calls out.
"Watch your mouth," I say like Utz has cursed at us.
"Why you like him so much?" Tillo says.
She pops up and marches to the bars. "You boys started the trouble, and you never owned up. You let Tonio get all the blame. But I've made sure my father and Miss Charlotte know exactly what happened."
Then she turns to me. "He didn't even give you a chance to tell your side of it. He's bull-headed that way."
I suppose she means her father.
"I um…I'm no snitch," I say.
Her eyes grow…offended. She thinks I called her a snitch for setting the facts straight.
"Not you," I say. "I just don't say. I'm oldest. If something goes wrong, it's my fault." I say this just for her, but I know it travels.
Fat Ned is disgusted with the whole thing. He is back at the desk rooting through drawers.
"For Pete's sake," Sobe says observing Ned. She fishes the key out of her pocket and unlocks the cell door. "There."
Ned looks up and slowly shuts the drawer he'd been digging through.
Sobe goes back to my bed and sits. She folds her arms. "How can you take the blame for all of your brothers and sisters?"
"Miss Sobe come out of there," Ned says.
"I am staying here until my father comes. He'll see that door was open the whole time, and he'll see these boys wouldn't even come out they are that good and fair. If I'd of opened their cell," she gestures toward the Smiths, "they'd of run into Sunday already."
"What she mean?" Utz asks Tillo.
"Running Sunday or something. I don't know," Tillo says.
"Now we can all just wait," she says like it's settled.
"Give me those keys, Miss Sobe," Ned says.
"Ned, you'll get apoplexy if you don't settle down." She stands and throws the keys out the door like she's rolling a
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