Desert Captive (Doc Beck Westerns Book 4) by Sarah Elisabeth Sawyer

Author:Sarah Elisabeth Sawyer [Sawyer, Sarah Elisabeth]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: RockHaven Publishing

Chapter 9

Jimmy’s stomach growled like usual when the guard brought his meal one evening. He was frightfully hungry—as usual—but it was partly because of the awful food they served in that jail. He could hardly eat it each of the three days he’d been there, but he had to and fast, before his cellmate finished his own portion.

The guard slid two trays through the slot at the bottom of the bars. Jimmy grabbed his quick. He was never the smartest in a bunch, but he was a fast learner. He woofed down the plate of beans and tortilla before his cellmate started looking for it.

Then they did like usual. Sat on the cots on opposite sides of the cell and stared at each other.

From what Jimmy could make out, his laughing, long-term cellmate’s name was Pedro, and was in jail for busting up the local cantina. Other men were in and out of the jail, but Jimmy guessed Pedro couldn’t pay his fine and had to serve longer time.

Jimmy still didn’t know why he’d been arrested himself, and there wasn’t anyone who could talk English to explain it to him.

With nothing but time on his hands, Jimmy thought about how silly he was to get all excited about Doc Beck going to celebrate a birthday for him. He recalled something from the Bible that stuck with him, something a Preacher in it said about the day of a man’s death meaning more than the day of his birth. If Jimmy died helping Miss Rebekah, that day would sure mean more than any birthday.

After staring blankly at Pedro for awhile, like they had every day for the past three days, Jimmy sighed and slid off the cot onto his sore knees. He’d experienced saddle soreness, foot soreness, and head soreness, but never knee soreness. Maybe he should make that a habit.

Jimmy bowed his head and closed his eyes. “Lord, I’m asking You again to get me out of here to save Miss Rebekah, or else, You save her. She’s been awful good to me, Lord, and I haven’t done nothing for her. She can take care of herself but I don’t figure she’d mind if You helped a whole lot right now. I’m scared for her, Lord, scared what that Sancho fellow might do to her, even tonight. Lord, please, I’m begging You, look out for her, would You?”

Something brushed Jimmy’s arm and he jerked back, opening his eyes. Pedro was lumbering beside him, swaying like he was going to fall on Jimmy.

Jimmy quickly put his hands on the man’s backside and helped him lower himself to sit on the cool cell floor.

They sat cross legged staring at each other awhile. Then Pedro gestured, making a sign of folding his hands as he spoke. He looked at Jimmy, a deep question in his eyes.

Jimmy nodded. He didn’t know how, but he understood. Pedro wanted Jimmy to pray for him.

Jimmy wasn’t sure if it mattered that he prayed in a different language than the man spoke.

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