Got shot down holdin' up a supply wagon. I filled his corpse up with nitro; used it to blow a regiment of Confederados to kingdom come. Either they couldn't put him back together, or they didn't care to, 'cause I never saw him again.
[Several emotions flit across Lawrence's face and through his words: sorrow and anger, of course, but also guilt.]
Of everythin' they did, that was the worst, if'n you ask me. Just take us away; give our lives to somebody else. There's another fella here named Lawrence. He's funny. I like him. But it gets my hackles up. Makes me feel I gotta watch over my shoulder.
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Date: 27 Jul 2020 19:45 (UTC)[Several emotions flit across Lawrence's face and through his words: sorrow and anger, of course, but also guilt.]
Of everythin' they did, that was the worst, if'n you ask me. Just take us away; give our lives to somebody else. There's another fella here named Lawrence. He's funny. I like him. But it gets my hackles up. Makes me feel I gotta watch over my shoulder.