And of all things, he did. By that time the local deputy had left his station just two doors down in this small town and when the guy tried to open fire on the deputy, he was put down really quickly. And past the deputy came the town’s nurse/practitioner to attend to the wounded of which there were three. One of the town’s old folks didn’t make it. And I was bleeding very profusely with the stranger and his newly washed handkerchief trying to ebb the flows. Maggie was hit in a much less vital place and though in a lot of pain, was likely to survive this and heal up well. My immediate diagnosis was a lot more dire. The call went out for an ambulance, but the nearest one was twenty miles away. It made it in record time, must have hit a hundred on the way. The stranger held forth with me, staunching the blood flow that lessened under his attentions. And he let me sip on small amounts of water to keep my body fluids from dropping too precipitously. 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