Running Scared
“The gunshot blasted through the apartment.
Frank dove off the mattress. The bullet zinged past his head and wood splintered in the old oak headboard of Mary Ellen O’Rourke’s double bed.
Frank hit the floor with a thud, his eyes wild with terror, his legs tangled in sweat-soaked sheets.
Mary Ellen wailed.
Someone pounded on the front door. “Hey—hey! What’s going on in there? Cy, call the goddamned police! Hey, are you all right in there? Mary Ellen? Mary Ellen!”
Frank tried to roll his huge body... behind the bureau. “For the love of God, woman, get him to stop!” His eyes widened as he stared at Daegan. “Don’t do it boy! Make him stop! Jesus, Mary Ellen, make him stop before he kills us all.”
“Hey! Miss O’Rourke, what’s going on in there? Are you okay?” Voices outside, more of them.
“Oh, shit!” Frank yelled. “Sounds like the goddamned Fourth Battalion!”
His mother was shaking on the bed, holding the tattered quilt around her, crying in wretched, incoherent sobs.MoreLess
Frank dove off the mattress. The bullet zinged past his head and wood splintered in the old oak headboard of Mary Ellen O’Rourke’s double bed.
Frank hit the floor with a thud, his eyes wild with terror, his legs tangled in sweat-soaked sheets.
Mary Ellen wailed.
Someone pounded on the front door. “Hey—hey! What’s going on in there? Cy, call the goddamned police! Hey, are you all right in there? Mary Ellen? Mary Ellen!”
Frank tried to roll his huge body... behind the bureau. “For the love of God, woman, get him to stop!” His eyes widened as he stared at Daegan. “Don’t do it boy! Make him stop! Jesus, Mary Ellen, make him stop before he kills us all.”
“Hey! Miss O’Rourke, what’s going on in there? Are you okay?” Voices outside, more of them.
“Oh, shit!” Frank yelled. “Sounds like the goddamned Fourth Battalion!”
His mother was shaking on the bed, holding the tattered quilt around her, crying in wretched, incoherent sobs.MoreLess
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