"WILL YOU KNOW ME"
September 20,1997
NOVEMBER 2008
THIRD 10 MINUTES
As he was working
he heard
shots
being fired.
He ran outside
and beside a police car
an officer
lay on the cold ground.
Bleeding from the left shoulder,
the officer moaned,
"Help me."
George helped the officer
inside as
he remembered the trainin
he had received in
the
Army
as a
medic.
He knew the wound needed
attention.
"Pressure to stop the bleeding,"
he thought.
The uniform company
had been there
that morning
and had left clean shop towels.
He used those
and duct tape to bind the wound.
"Hey,
they say
duct tape
can fix anythin'."
he said,
trying to make the
policeman feel at ease.
"Something for pain,"
George thought.
All he had was the pills
he used for his back.
"These ought to work."
He put some water
in a cup
and gave the
policeman
the pills.
"You hang in there.
I'm going to get you
an ambulance."
The phone was dead.
"Maybe I can get one of
your buddies
on that there
talk box
out in your car."
He went out only to find
that a
bullet
had gone into
the dashboard
destroying the
two-way radio.
He went back in to find the
policeman
sitting up.
"Thanks,"
said the officer.
"You could have left me there.
The guy that shot me is still in the area."
George sat down beside him.
"I would never leave an injured man
in the
Army
and I ain't gonna leave you."
George pulled back the bandage
to check for bleeding.
"Looks worse than what it is.
Bullet passed right through
'ya.
Good thing it missed
the important stuff though.
I think with
time your gonna be right as
rain."
George got up
and poured a cup of coffee.
"How do you take it?"
he asked.
"None for me,"
said the officer.
"Oh,
yer gonna drink this.
Best in the city.
Too bad
I ain't got no donuts."
The officer
laughed
and
winced
at the same time.
The front door of the
office flew open.
In burst a
young man
with a
gun.
"Give me all your
cash!
Do it
now!"
the young man
yelled.
His hand was
shaking
and
George could tell that he had
never
done
anything
like this before."That's the guy that shot me!"
exclaimed the officer.
"Son,
why are you doing this?"
asked George.
"You need to put the cannon away.
Somebody else might get hurt."
The young man was confused
"Shut up old man,
or I'll shoot you, too.
Now give me the cash!"
The cop was reaching for his gun.
"Put that thing away,"
George said to the
cop.
"We got one too many in here now".
He turned his attention to the young man.
"Son,
it's
Christmas Eve
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