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JD’s Box 1

Knoteach

 

“JD Dunne, besides being the youngest of them, was also the only official lawman of the group while they were all together.  Buck had been a lawman briefly years before, and his office as town sheriff was taken by one of the others after he left.”  Ezra narrated as he pulled out a set of perfectly matched bone handled revolvers.  “These are originals, as with all of the weapons.  The holster was lost at the time of his death.  I have made plans to have it recreated from some of the sketches, but I haven’t had the time yet.”

As everyone admired the beautifully preserved weapons, Ezra pulled his next treasure from the box with a wide grin on his face.  With a flourish, Ezra unwrapped the small bundle to reveal an old fashioned bowler hat, which he then offered to JD. 

“Cool!” JD crowed as he took it and tried it on. 

“Looks just as dumb as the other one,” Buck grumbled, but that didn’t damper JD enjoyment at all and they all got a laugh when JD stuck his tongue out at Buck, who just continued to mutter about kids that didn’t have enough sense to get themselves a real hat.

Ezra smiled and commented, “From the records I have, Wilmington was opposed to that particular piece of headgear as well, Buck.”

Chris rolled his eyes as that set off another round of Buck complaining and JD ignoring him.  “What else you got in there?”

Ezra pulled out sketches of JD with Buck, Chris, and several other people, some out of which looked familiar, others were complete strangers.  As he handed them around, he could see the building question on Buck’s face.

“Before you ask, yes, Dunne did get married,” Ezra said as he pulled another small painting from the box and handed it to JD, whose face immediately flamed bright red.

When JD tried to give it back to Ezra, Buck intercepted it and turned it around were the rest of them could see it.  It was a picture of JD with Casey Wells, Mz. Nettie Wells’ granddaughter and Vin’s surrogate little sister, of whom he was as over protective as she would let him be.

Vin looked over at the still blushing JD and cleared his throat. “Should I be askin’ you your intentions?” he asked, roughening his voice to make it seem as if he might be up set.

JD swallowed hard and tried to think of something to say as everyone broke up in raucous laughter some more.

 

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