I pulled myself up and crawled over to Bennie and leaned him back. His left arm was broken and his left leg was caught under his horse. Both Bennie's ...orse and mine were dead. One of the pack horses was alive and it was floundering in the shallow water because of broken legs.Using my good leg, I rolled Bennie's horse away from him pulling him to a dry spot. There, I took stock of his injuries and realized his left leg was broken, too. He had a bump on his head that was bruising. The only part. I walked over to the lectern while teachers tried to get everybody else settled into the bleachers.I switched on the microphone. "I think somebody forgot to tell you." I paused as the last few stragglers found seats. "We lost." There was a stunned silence for a second, then somebody laughed. Then everybody laughed. "Again," I added.I looked around the bleachers when they finally quieted. "Varsity, get your butts down here!" The team started working their way out of the bleachers and forming a. ’ He smiled happily at his pride and joy and she forced a smile back, relieved that he didn’t know the real cause of her distress. The carriage bumped and rolled along, taking her further and further from the place where she had been so briefly happy. It felt as though her heart was slowly closing in her chest, and she wanted nothing more than to jump out of the carriage and run back home, back to the clearing and wait there until Al appeared once more… they could live together in the forest. Mind you, Marilyn’s family was far more supportive and loving than mine, even on its worst day. Still, on more than one occasion, she’d visit me at Kegs and cry on my shoulder after a bad time at home. I now realized that I was one of the first people to ever talk to her like an adult and treat her like one. Even her roommates at college weren’t much help; one was a snob who looked down on Marilyn’s white trash upbringing and the other was a doper. I was the only one who really understood her,.