When Fate Smiles

Are you all right? I heard shouting and gunfire.... We were starting to load the chemicals when a fire-fight broke out in the storeroom.. One of their officers was killed; several of the Cuban soldiers were wounded. Evrett got shot but it's only a superficial wound.. Fifi hesitated then declared Lafayette wasn't so fortunate. He got hurt bad...real bad. For the first time she paused and took a deep breath enabling her to sniff back her tears.. Rocky climbed off his lap and stood over him. He looked up at her to protest or maybe to gain her empathy but something in her look stopped him. She was not being cruel nor did she mean to intentionally confound him. For that moment she was as inarticulate as he was frustrated. However her look was warm and pleaded for tolerance; so much so that Lafayette's next words instead of railing were meek and pleading.. What do you want from me Rocky?. She bent forward and took his limp hand---he couldn't stop her---and she tugged until he was up from his seat. Then still holding his hand firmly she turned and led him into her bedroom.. I oughta shoot this nigga lovin' puta.. Put the gun away...and move out Number-Three [Badass] ordered crisply.. Instead Number-One [Badass] turned to where Lafayette had fallen. Lafayette was in a semi-crouched position to his rear. Instead of moving away he threw a rolling body block in the direction of Number-One. The explosion of Numbers-One's pistol as he fired wildly above their heads was so close it deafened Lafayette who again drove his shoulder into Number-One's upper body; trying for enough force to break his ribcage.. Cassandra was still on her knees gasping for breath. Lafayette turned in time to see her slump forward in what seemed like slow motion then turn slightly sideways until she was reclining on the pavement. For the second time that day she appeared to have completely lost consciousness.. But [in my dream] neither of you could hear me or see me or even acknowledge I was there Lafayette protested softly.. Poor baby.. You don't care do you?. I'm really sleepy if that's what you mean. And besides we women often disregard what you guys say. We have to. Sometimes you try to make sense and you just make mess. You don't mean to lie---you just do.