Susan Parks, telephone operator
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| Columbus, NM |
"Please don't cry, Gwen," she implored silently as her baby squirmed in her arms. From outside in the street, she heard soldiers yelling to each other. Carefully, quietly, she approached the window and peeked through the gap between the curtain and the pane.
In her shock, she stifled a scream. "That has to be him."
Acting mechanically, she secured Gwen under the bed, lit a match, and connected the switchboard to Fort Bliss. Out loud this time: "Pancho Villa is attacking Columbus, the town is in flames!"
Bullets shattered the window, narrowly missing her as she ducked.
Gwen cried inconsolably.
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| Susan Parks' switchboard, Columbus Historical Society (blurry photo the fault of the author) |
I like this story so much, Brandon. I like the way you've imagined the scene and brought it to life =0)
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DeleteWow, Brandon. Great job dramatizing the events. The story is so relatable.
ReplyDeleteThanks for that, Trish! I'm glad it came across that way.
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