Tombstone
That Damned Cowboy
Holliday had calmed down a bit and was now singing along to "Get Rhythm." As he did so he considered all the options which he had mentioned before. None of them were great. The veterinarian office seemed like the best bet, but he had never heard of a dog getting a heart transplant. He wasn't sure they'd have immune suppressants. Maybe their would be another hospital in the region which would have the drug. Holliday took in a deep breath and sighed. "Well whatever we end up doing, it aint going to happen today. Lets sleep on it and try again tomorrow."
Holliday put a little more weight on the peddle and the truck gained some more speed. The Ohio forest was once again starting to give way into the city from which they had come. Autumn leaves blew across the road. It almost made Holliday forget about everything which had happened in the past months. Soon the great river came into sight, and one could make out the figure of the giant lumber mill. Holliday was anxious to finally get some rest.
Holliday put a little more weight on the peddle and the truck gained some more speed. The Ohio forest was once again starting to give way into the city from which they had come. Autumn leaves blew across the road. It almost made Holliday forget about everything which had happened in the past months. Soon the great river came into sight, and one could make out the figure of the giant lumber mill. Holliday was anxious to finally get some rest.