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Josephine Chisholm (josie_c) wrote in oldwest_rpg,
@ 2008-06-14 17:45:00

Entry tags:

donnie dooger, josie chisholm

Loss
Who: Josephine Chisholm and Donnie Dooger
When: Late Afternoon - June 10th, 1867
Where: Josie's room at the boarding house
Status: Complete

She stood at the window of her room at the boarding house looking down, and across the street, through spilt tears as her father and son walked past the Heel Kicker.

He, her father, had arrived on the morning stage with news that would throw Josie into a state of devastation. Though she managed to stay strong in front of her som after learning the news, news which Benjamin was still unaware of, until her father took the boy from the room so he could give his grandfather a "tour" of the town. Their absence would allow Josie some private time for self grieving over her loss.

As she watched them her thoughts circled around her son. How could she even begin to explain to him that the kindness his father had shown a wounded stranger was returned with a bullet through his heart. How was she suppose to tell Benjamin that he'd never see his father again. That his papa wasn't going to come and be with them in New Shelby to make their family whole once again. Those thoughts just made further tears rush down her cheeks in streams as Josie pulled herself away from the window to cry it all out on her bed so that by the time Benjamin and her father returned she'd have the strength to be strong for her son.

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donniedooger
2008-06-21 06:33 am UTC (link)

As much as he wanted to seek out his former lover, Donnie hadn't dared risk returning to town after the audience their reunion had gathered four days ago. Nor did he feel the need to mention Josie to any of his gang. Nothing good would come of them knowing about her or the boy. If things went south, it was likely that his gang would use the lady doctor and her - their - son against him.

But four days had already passed, and the outlaw was anxious. He knew the woman had said she had Benjamin were moving to New Shelby, but Donnie couldn't help but imagine Josie changing her mind and moving back to San Bernadino (or farther) just to spite him.

So, with paranoia biting at his heels, Donnie chanced leaving the gang's hideout in the mountains. He hitched up his horse and headed for the town's boarding house, where he hoped Josie would be. The trip lasted nearly an hour, but he managed to get there late in the afternoon, when most folks were still busy at work or settling into after-lunch naps.

He secured his horse Zeke to a tree standing nearby the boarding house, then, keeping his head low, headed inside. Luck was with him in the form of the gentleman clerk not recognizing Donnie and further believing him to be a suitor of the young blonde's (wasn't far from the truth, really), and leading the outlaw up to Josie's room.

Donnie smile his thanks at the clerk, waiting until the man's footsteps could be heard pounding down the stairs, before facing the door to Josephine's room and knocking sharply against the wood.

"It's me," he said simply.

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josie_c
2008-06-21 03:06 pm UTC (link)

Josephine lay there on the bed, staring at the door for a good long moment. She could keep silent in the hope that Donnie would take the absence of any response as no one being in the room. She didn't want him to see her in this state, didn't want anyone to bare witness to her moment of weakness. But if he knew she was there another knock might be forth coming with a stronger sounding of his voice, and the expectation that she let him in.

Finally she moved, Josie splashed her face with water from the wash bowl on one of the room's dressers. It help some in refreshing her face, though did nothing for her still slightly red and puffy eyes from the crying she had done.

Keeping herself shielded behind the door, Josie eased it open slowly to the man on the other side.

	donniedooger 2008-06-22 06:00 pm UTC (link)
	His eyes, previously focused toward the bottom portion of the door, rose when it opened to rest on the woman standing on the other side. His brow twitched into a frown when the man noted something different about Josephine. She looked... strange, sad. "Can I come in?" He questioned. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	donniedooger 2008-06-22 08:36 pm UTC (link)
	Donnie's frown deepened. "What? Why?" He took a few steps toward her, tempted to grab her and make her look at him, but instead shoved his hands into his pockets and curled his thumbs under his belt. It was a good thing he had decided to pay her this little visit today. There was something odd going on, he could sense that much. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	josie_c 2008-06-28 01:43 am UTC (link)
	Josie gave a soft sigh as her eyes dipped to the ring on her left hand for a brief moment. "It never changed any feelings I had." A brief glimmer of longing and remembrance flickered in those blue-grays of hers as Josie lifted them to look back up at Donnie. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	donniedooger 2008-07-01 03:56 am UTC (link)
	Donnie clenched his jaw. "Yet you still got married. You still let someone else raise my-" Not only was he being stubborn, he was being cowardly as well. He didn't know why it was so hard for him to say "my son." Inwardly, the outlaw was pleased to hear that the man Josie had given her vows to had died. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)