Jackson Wolf

1/26/12

Language Arts

Thank You Ma’am

A “What should have happened” piece

Author’s note: This piece’s purpose is for predicting and for Language arts

She led him down the hall to the front door and opened it. "Goodnight!" Behave yourself, boy!" she said, looking out into the street.

The boy wanted to say something else other that "Thank you, ma’am" to Mrs. Luella Bates Washington Jones, but he couldn’t do so as he turned at the barren stoop and looked back at the large woman in the door. He barely managed to say "Thank you" before she shut the door. And he never saw her again…..

…..until now. After that day 20 years ago, Rodger was now a business man, a man in the Police Force surprisingly enough. He used to commit crimes. Now he sets out to stop others who do crime. He learned his lesson. Today he was on the road, looking cautiously near the stoplight watching for speeders. It was when he was pulling out, retuning back to base. When he sees someone pass through a red light. “Another day in the office” he sighed. He turned on his lights and pursued. The car did not stop. He sped up, bringing the car around and aside the speeding car.

It was a young lady. Tears in her eyes she looked over and started yelling. He couldn’t make out what she was saying. She sped up, so did he. He pulled out his pistol, shooting at the speeders wheels. The car screeched. Slowed down, and stopped. He pulled up. “YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT’S GOING ON” She screamed. “MY GRANDMOTHER IS DYING”. He looked inside and saw the old woman. She was bleeding out of her shoulder. He quickly pulled her out of the car and brought her to the Police car. The granddaughter got in too, he took off. After leaving, he looked in the center view mirror, something seemed familiar about her. Rodger just couldn’t point it out.

After arriving, Rodger and the Granddaughter flew inside with the woman. They got her to a room, and slammed the door. “What’s your name?” Rodger asked. “Jordan, its Jordan” she replied coldly. The nurse came out of the room. “We need to talk to you Ms. Luella Bates”. He suddenly had it figured it out. He couldn’t believe it. Ms. Luella Bates Washington Jones, is still alive? And has a Granddaughter of Rodgers age. When the Nurse and Jordan left, Rodger went in. The wound was treated, but she was in bad condition. She looked a lot different when he last saw her. Well it was 20 years. So it makes sense.

She turned to him. She smiled, “Hey Rodger” she said struggling. “How’s it going man?” “How did you recognize me?” he replied. “You don’t look any different from the day I saw you” she replied. “Is that a good thing?” saying that sarcastically. They both laughed. The nurse and Jordan came in. The wounded woman looked at Rodger' suit. "Honey, that night that I taught you a lesson must have struck a nerve" Rodger laughed. His walkie talkie then made a noise that made everyone jump. "Echo 3, do you copy? We have a situation down at highway 94".

"Copy that" he replied. "Well I gotta get moving" Mrs.Luella Bates Washington Jones looked at him. Called him over. She then brought him close to the bed. She whispered "Take care of my beautiful little Jordan. OK?" He nodded. "Alright, you guys have to leave" said the nurse. "Alright" said both Jordan and Rodger. He looked over. She had a small smile. Then they left. "Hey," she said. "Yeah" replied Rodger. "Thanks for saving my grandmother". Then he left. That was the last time Luella Bates Washington Jones was ever seen alive again.