Leon's story
Leon’s Story
The sun felt hot on his skin when he was standing there waiting under the Ferris wheel for Tony. All he wanted was to forget what he had experienced in the army, so the minute he was finished he’d bought a bottle of wine, which he was now drinking. Catching sight of Tony, he got a little over excited, probably because of the wine, and yelled “Hey, Tony – over here” Leon noticed that Tony’s cheeks turned a little red, and knew that he had embarrassed him, but he didn’t care! He was just so happy to see his friend again.
“How’s it going old friend?”
Leon grabbed Tony’s hand and pulled him into a quick hug with a smile on his face. “It’s good to be home again! I’ve already been asked to join the Corn Dance, but I hope I haven’t forgotten what to do.”
Tony laughed. “You’ll remember when you hear the music, I’m sure.”
They stood there, talking for a while, catching up. The sun was dusty and low in the west; people were rushing by, having fun in the marked.
“Do you want something to eat?” Tony asked
Looking down at his bottle, Leon shook his head and said he was good, but that they could go buy some burgers if he was hungry. Standing in line, waiting, Leon suddenly saw a fist, and that’s the last thing he remembered before everything went black.
Waking up in the hospital, Leon was confused. His face hurt, and there were doctors everywhere. Tony came over and told him what had happened. He didn’t understand this. He had as much right as anyone to be there and that state cop had just punched him.
He needed stiches around his mouth and they gave him a shot against the pain. After dropping Tony off by his house, he drove home.
The next few days were better, but after what that cop did, he felt so bitter and all he wanted was to have his payback. But all he could do for now was to take it up with the pueblo meeting. They had a long discussion which ended with Leon getting madder than before since they told him it was his fault for drinking and
The sun felt hot on his skin when he was standing there waiting under the Ferris wheel for Tony. All he wanted was to forget what he had experienced in the army, so the minute he was finished he’d bought a bottle of wine, which he was now drinking. Catching sight of Tony, he got a little over excited, probably because of the wine, and yelled “Hey, Tony – over here” Leon noticed that Tony’s cheeks turned a little red, and knew that he had embarrassed him, but he didn’t care! He was just so happy to see his friend again.
“How’s it going old friend?”
Leon grabbed Tony’s hand and pulled him into a quick hug with a smile on his face. “It’s good to be home again! I’ve already been asked to join the Corn Dance, but I hope I haven’t forgotten what to do.”
Tony laughed. “You’ll remember when you hear the music, I’m sure.”
They stood there, talking for a while, catching up. The sun was dusty and low in the west; people were rushing by, having fun in the marked.
“Do you want something to eat?” Tony asked
Looking down at his bottle, Leon shook his head and said he was good, but that they could go buy some burgers if he was hungry. Standing in line, waiting, Leon suddenly saw a fist, and that’s the last thing he remembered before everything went black.
Waking up in the hospital, Leon was confused. His face hurt, and there were doctors everywhere. Tony came over and told him what had happened. He didn’t understand this. He had as much right as anyone to be there and that state cop had just punched him.
He needed stiches around his mouth and they gave him a shot against the pain. After dropping Tony off by his house, he drove home.
The next few days were better, but after what that cop did, he felt so bitter and all he wanted was to have his payback. But all he could do for now was to take it up with the pueblo meeting. They had a long discussion which ended with Leon getting madder than before since they told him it was his fault for drinking and