The Writer's Corner
Mark and Freddie's Adventure part 2
Written by Vanessa Rose aka
*This story is dedicated to all the Writers in
the McCain Ranch.
Things weren't going very well for Kylie. She had been running away
from the Royal Springs Deputy Marshall, Andrew Roals. Ever since her
Pa and Ma had...been murdered two months ago, she was living on the
ranch all by herself, she had sold all the cattle, let go all of the
"Come on, Kylie, don't keep running!" Andrew said breathless sitting
on his horse. He wiped his forehead with his handkerchief. She
twisted her upper torso to look at him.
"I'm not living with my aunt and uncle, Andrew." Kylie said firmly.
"My ranch has been with my family for generations." Andrew had been
her best friend in school, but he was three years older than her and
was now the deputy of the town.
"Aw, its not my fault that you're a minor and you'll have to live
with them but---" Andrew stopped talking to watch a boy riding on a
horse running away from Indians. 'Mark?' Kylie thought. She yanked
the reigns and pushed her horse to go faster after them.
"Go get the Marshall!" Kylie shouted to Andrew who turned his horse
around back to town.
"I said, I'll kill him." Kylie repeated. 'Where is Andrew?' She
grunted holding her rifle at the Indian cheif.
"Kylie! Look out!" Mark yelled when someone ripped her rifle out of
her hands stinging them.
"Andrew!" Kylie hissed. "Why are you so slow?"
"Slow? I'm not slow. You're the one who's slow." Andrew shot back.
He stiffened and stared at the Indian. Give me the kid, now." The
other Indian let Mark's arm go. "Hop on, kid." Kylie noticed that
Mark was irritated with being called 'kid'. Mark mounted on the
As soon as they reached the town, they headed to the Royal Springs
"Mark, meet Andrew Roals. He's a friend of mine." Kylie introduced
before they stepped inside the office. Mark stuck out his hand and
Andrew stared hard at him then shook his hand.
"How do you know Mark, Kylie?" Andrew asked looking at her.
"I was thirteen and I was kidnapped by some outlaws that were
against my parents.... Mark tried to save me but he was kidnapped as
well." Kylie said looking at Mark. "Hey, is your face all right?"
Mark was staring at his boots.
"Oh, yeah. Sure." Mark replied.
"So you're saying that you and your friend were in your camp and you
were kidnapped by some Apache indians that kidnapped you before?"
Marshall Dylan asked Mark as he wrote down notes. Mark nodded. Dylan
then looked at Kylie.
"Kylie, you know that you're still going with them, right?" Dylan
asked. Kylie stiffened while she stood beside Mark who was sitting
"You can't stop me, Marshall. I told you. I'm not going with them.
The ranch is mine--"
"Young lady, I'm only doing what the law says. Minors need to have
protection." Mark saw tears well in Kylie's eyes.
"Yeah? Why weren't the murderers stopped from killing my parents?"
Kylie blurted. "My aunt and uncle have never cared about me or my
parents. I don't need them." Dylan's face hardened.
"Kylie! You have to go with them." Dylan said. Mark swallowed. Her
parents were dead?
"Excuse me, Marshall. I'm looking for my son---" A person said as he
stepped in. Mark shot up from his chair and turned to see his Pa
standing there in the doorway.
"Pa!" Mark cried and ran into his arms. He buried his head into his
Something broke inside of her. She wouldn't dare. Would she? She
squeezed her eyes shut as she felt the room close in on her. She
breathed heavily. She needed to get out of there. She ran outside of
the office, tears streaming down her cheeks. Kylie kept
running--running to the hotel where she was staying for the moment.
"Was that Kylie?" Lucas McCain asked. Mark nodded.
"Yeah, she and Deputy Roals saved me, Pa." Lucas raised his eyebrow.
"Well, thank you, Deputy." He said.
"Anyone would have done it, sir." Deputy Roals replied.
Lucas turned to Mark. "Why don't we go home? Freddie's with me, so
"Wait, I want to see Kylie first." Mark said. Lucas nodded. Mark ran
into the hotel not noticing Micah or Freddie's hellos.
Kylie looked at the framed picture that she held in her hands. It
was a recent photo of her and parents. They had taken it right
before.... She was standing beside her horse with her parents each
standing beside her. She swallowed hard and sighed. She heard
someone knock on the door.
"Come in." She said in a monotone voice hoping it wasn't one of the
"Kylie?" Mark said quietly. She turned on her bed.
"Oh, hi Mark. What do you need?"
"I just wanted to say thank you for what you did for me and... I'm
really sorry about your parents.".
"Will you be all right?" Mark asked.
"Of course. Why wouldn't I be?"
"I know how hard it is to lose a parent, Kylie." Kylie looked at
Mark who sat beside her.
"I remember, Mark. But itís so hard." Kylie said.
"Why don't you tell me what's bothering you? Maybe it will help you
feel better?" Mark suggested. She shrugged and began her story.
"It happened two months ago. I had taken a ride. It seems like every
time I take a ride something goes wrong. I came home for lunch and I
saw the ranch hands burying two bodies. I saw two crosses with names
on it. The ranch has been my familyís for generations... They put
them in the cemetery. I asked, no, I begged to know who they were.
Then I saw their names. My parents'. I felt like my life shattered
into pieces. I wanted to know what happened." Mark put a reassuring
hand on her shoulder.
"Itís okay, keep on going... Talking will make it feel better." Mark
noticed that Pa was standing in the doorway watching. Kylie breathed
in deeply trying to pull her thoughts together.
"They were shot and one of the ranch hands saw it... He was hurt too
but he made it. They were MURDERED, Mark!" Kylie sobbed. "It was a
deliberate plan to kill my parents and now, the Marshall wants me to
go to my aunt and uncle's... But I can't! I have to save my ranch!"
Mark looked at his Pa for help. Pa stepped inside and bent down on
his heels to look at Kylie.
"I'm really sorry about your parents, Kylie. But you have to do what
the townsfolk think what's best for you." Pa said quietly. Mark bit
his lip wondering what Kylie's reaction would be. She wiped her
tears from her face.
"All right, I guess. Even though I don't want to, I will go."
Mark, Freddie, Micah and Lucas watched Kylie get into the
"Well, I guess we'll never have that adventure, Freddie." Mark said
as they watched her go.
"Adventure? We already had an adventure, Mark." Freddie answered.
"Not together we didn't. Hmm.. What should we do... Maybe go to Old
Mexico?" Mark teased. Freddie playfully punched him in the arm.
"Nah, I think one adventure is enough."
"We were supposed to have an adventure together, Freddie." Mark
insisted. Micah and Lucas rolled their eyes. Three strangers on
horses rode in to the town looking like gangsters.
"Oh look over there! Maybe that's our new adventure!" Mark pointed.
Everyone groaned including Lucas.
This is a story based on the TV
series The Rifleman
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