{"id":56311,"date":"2025-03-12T15:28:02","date_gmt":"2025-03-12T19:28:02","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/?p=56311"},"modified":"2025-12-28T13:57:47","modified_gmt":"2025-12-28T18:57:47","slug":"stay-in-the-darkness-by-wrangler","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/?p=56311","title":{"rendered":"Stay in the Darkness (by Wrangler)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Summary: After Joe is found alive after months spent in captivity, his family&#8217;s joy is short-lived. Now Ben, Adam, and Hoss must decipher why Joe adamantly insists that for the rest of his life he must &#8220;Stay in the Darkness &#8221;<br \/>\nRating\u00a0 T-13. Word count 40,990<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Stay in the Darkness Series:<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/?p=56311\">Stay in the Darkness<\/a><br \/>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/?p=56643\">A New Light<\/a><br \/>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/?p=56870\">Chiaroscuro<\/a><br \/>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/?p=60588\">The Sound of Surviving<\/a><\/p>\n<p><!--more--><\/p>\n<hr \/>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><strong>Stay In the Darkness<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">(***Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before *** Edgar Allan Poe, excerpt from \u201cThe Raven\u201d)<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">The die had been cast and everything was falling perfectly in order just as planned.\u00a0 Preston Hilliard stood there at the desk in his study and looked over the agreement which his attorney had drawn up.\u00a0 He had held on to the water rights which Ben Cartwright had sought after for years. \u00a0 The sale of those rights had been in the works for months, and was finally going to become a reality, or so the other man thought.\u00a0 Preston didn\u2019t need the money which Ben had offered him.\u00a0 He just needed what would be the outcome of the pending purchase.\u00a0 For years Preston had planned and calculated his revenge.\u00a0 Like a cat toying with a rat, he had gone back and forth in agreeing on the sale of the water rights and then withdrawing his offer at the last moment.\u00a0 Now, however, it was the right time.\u00a0 The Cartwrights had increased the size of their large cattle herd by twenty five per cent and they would drastically need the extra water before taking the steers to market.\u00a0 Preston knew that his property, with plenty of water, was situated in a prime location, and so did Ben Cartwright.\u00a0 Now, after signing the preliminary agreement, Ben would be coming to the Hilliard ranch with money and a ready pen.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Preston reached across his desk and pulled up the picture of his only son, Franklin.\u00a0 The boy had been killed five years ago, though to his father, it was only yesterday in his mind and heart.\u00a0 He closed his eyes and could still remember what he had been told about the shooting.\u00a0 When it happened, Joseph Cartwright was eighteen and the same age as his son.\u00a0 Both teenagers had many run-ins with each other over the years.\u00a0 Franklin detested the good looking curly headed Cartwright.\u00a0 There had been fist fights during the boy\u2019s school days and Preston had doctored many wounds which had been inflicted by Joe Cartwright\u2019s left fist.\u00a0 Though both fathers had agreed to keep their sons away from each other it hadn\u2019t worked.\u00a0 Preston filled his shot glass with brandy and he sank down into his chair.\u00a0 On that last day of his son\u2019s life, Franklin had decided it was time to go up against Joe Cartwright using a gun and not his fists.\u00a0 As soon as he had spotted the youngest Cartwright son coming out of the Silver Dollar Saloon, Franklin had decided to shoot him from behind.\u00a0 Joe wouldn\u2019t have stood a chance if it hadn\u2019t been for the fact that his brother Adam had seen what was coming first.\u00a0 After stopping long enough to pay their bar tab, Adam swung the doors to the saloon open and had caught the sight of young Hilliard drawing down on Little Joe.\u00a0 He shoved his brother out of the way and fired at the same time.\u00a0 Franklin had fallen to the dirt stone cold dead.\u00a0 The judge had ruled that the shooting had been done in self-defense, but to Preston Hilliard it was an out and out murder.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Preston cussed under his breath and set the picture of Franklin back onto his desk.\u00a0 Five years.\u00a0 Five years of mourning his only son.\u00a0 Now, at last there would be justice.\u00a0 It was the justice of a father\u2019s vengeance, and with it, was his desire to see Adam Cartwright bleed.\u00a0 He also wanted to watch Ben Cartwright mourn for his youngest son.\u00a0 No, he didn\u2019t intend on killing either of the other man\u2019s sons, but he would see that they would both be injured.\u00a0 And, Joseph Cartwright would pay in the worse possible way, thereby also causing pain to his father.\u00a0 The Bible said an eye for an eye, and Preston reasoned that he could come pretty close to that, but without ending up in jail due to his actions.\u00a0 There would be Hell to pay, and this would be the day that the payment was made.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI just seen old man Cartwright and Adam in town,\u201d The voice from the next room rang out, as another man entered the house.\u00a0 \u201cI don\u2019t think it will be too long before they get here.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Preston looked up to see J.T. Bridger standing across from his desk staring at him. \u00a0 J.T. was a known gunslinger and one of the fastest shots in all of Nevada.\u00a0 He had been hired by Preston to aid in his vengeance.\u00a0 Mr. Hilliard smiled at the other man and nodded.\u00a0 \u201cYou got the kid ready?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cYep, and I betcha he\u2019ll have one heck of a headache when he comes around,\u201d J.T. answered.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cGood.\u00a0 I\u2019ll bring him to the front door for old Ben to see one last time just as soon as you make quick work of Adam.\u00a0 Now, remember, I want him hit good but don\u2019t kill him.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">J.T. pulled out his six-shooter and gave it a fanciful spin before holstering it again.\u00a0 \u201cThat\u2019s what I\u2019m getting paid for.\u00a0 I\u2019ll just put a good hole in him.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Preston smiled as he stood and patted the other man\u2019s shoulder.\u00a0 \u201cThat\u2019s what I asked for. \u00a0 I know you can do it.\u00a0 Adam\u2019s quick, but I know you\u2019re a lot quicker and more accurate too!\u00a0 Now did you get rid of the pinto?\u00a0 I don\u2019t want them to see any sign of how we got the kid here.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cYeah, I got it back to the Ponderosa.\u00a0 The kid was out looking for strays and no-one was around to see me get him here.\u00a0 I tucked his gun, holster and coat inside his saddlebags just to be safe and\u00a0 I\u2019ve made sure all of my tracks were covered too.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Preston laughed and replied, \u201cWell, old Ben will be looking for a stray of his own soon but he won\u2019t find him!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cThe men will be here just as soon as we see Ben pack Adam to Virginia City to get doctored.\u00a0 It might have taken you five years, but I know this will be worth it to you.\u00a0 Ben won\u2019t know what hit him when this is all done.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cYou\u2019re right.\u00a0 Now, let\u2019s you and me get everything ready,\u201d Preston returned, and the two men walked into the next room.\u00a0 Their guests would be arriving soon and water rights would be the very last thing they would be discussing this visit.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>**************<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cPa, wonder why Hilliard suddenly decided to let you purchase the water rights?\u201d Adam asked, as he rode next to his father.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben shrugged his shoulders as he cast a look over at his eldest son.\u00a0 \u201cI don\u2019t exactly know, Son.\u00a0 But, I spoke to him last week and he told me that he no longer wanted to spend his time thinking about old wounds.\u00a0 He said he wanted peace between both of our families and he figured this would make a good start in that direction.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Adam shook his head, unconvinced about the man\u2019s true intentions.\u00a0 He stared over at his pa and replied, \u201cI\u2019m still not all that certain, Pa.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cYou know you don\u2019t have to go over there with me.\u00a0 I believe I\u2019m old enough to handle myself, you know?\u201d\u00a0 Ben chuckled.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cYes, Sir, I know,\u201d Adam grinned.\u00a0 \u201cBut, with Hoss up at the timber camp, and my baby brother out rounding up strays, it gives me a reason to just take it easy.\u00a0 Besides, you bought me such a grand lunch at the international House it\u2019s the least I can do.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cWell, we are just about there now.\u00a0 And, it shouldn\u2019t take too long, so maybe you could manage to go help Joe after we\u2019re done?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Adam laughed, \u201cSlave driver!\u00a0 Maybe the kid will have all the strays rounded up before we get home and I\u2019ll catch a break for a change?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI rather doubt Joseph will work <\/span><b>THAT <\/b><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">diligently!\u201d Ben smiled.\u00a0 \u201cI\u2019m sure he will have saved some strays for you!\u00a0 And, I\u2019ve been meaning to talk to you about calling Joe the \u201ckid\u201d.\u00a0 The boy just turned twenty-three, so maybe you should find a new nickname for him?\u00a0 He\u2019s not quite a little boy you know, and he gets irritated when you call him that.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cHoss still calls him short shanks, Pa,\u201d Adam argued.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cWell, compared to Hoss I guess he does have short shanks,\u201d Ben laughed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cCompared to Hoss we <\/span><b>all<\/b><span style=\"font-weight: 400\"> have short shanks!\u00a0 But, okay, Pa, I\u2019ll try to think of something a little better than calling Joe the kid.\u00a0 Maybe I\u2019ll just call him lazy?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben shook his head and sighed, \u201cOkay you can keep calling Joseph kid.\u00a0 It was just a thought.\u00a0 I doubt you changing his nickname to lazy will go over very well.\u00a0 Let\u2019s get moving. \u00a0 We said two o\u2019clock and it\u2019s almost that now!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">The two Cartwrights nudged both horses, sending them into a gallop as they grew closer to the Hilliard ranch.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>***********<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Adam and Ben dismounted as they passed through the wooden gate that led to the Hilliard homestead.\u00a0 They spied Preston standing next to a wagon, working on setting a wheel back on its axle.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cWhere\u2019s those hands of yours, Preston?\u00a0 Shouldn\u2019t they be here doing all of the hard work?\u201d Ben called out, trying to sound congenial. \u00a0 He ambled over to the man while Adam had chosen to stay by the two horses.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cBen, I did a danged fool thing and gave them the day off,\u201d Preston fought to smile and reached out to shake the other man\u2019s hand.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cHere, let me help you,\u201d Ben offered as he moved closer to the wagon wheel, after shaking Preston\u2019s outstretched hand.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cSure appreciate it, Ben.\u00a0 I\u2019ve got those papers in the house all ready for you, but I was hoping to get this wheel set on before getting to that.\u00a0 Just get ready while I pull down on this plank and it won\u2019t take more than a minute.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cHey, Cartwright!\u201d came a shout from the covered front porch.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Adam turned his head in time to see the gunman heading down the porch steps.\u00a0 He recognized him to be J.T. Bridger.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cWhat are you doing here, Bridger?\u00a0 I figured you would be in town trying to plant someone up in boot hill?\u201d Adam replied and watched the other man carefully.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben and Preston turned towards the sound of both Adam and J.T.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cPreston, what\u2019s that gunslinger doing here?\u201d Ben asked warily, as he stopped readying to push the wagon wheel into place.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI\u2019ve no idea,\u201d Preston responded.\u00a0 He waved over towards J.T. and called out, \u201cI thought I told you not to hang around here anymore?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cOh, I ain\u2019t staying long,\u201d J.T. replied, and moved a bit closer to Adam.\u00a0 He held his right hand down at his holster.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cBen, I\u2019m going to go get my shotgun.\u00a0 I\u2019ll be right back,\u201d Preston announced and hurried into his house.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Adam watched as the fingers on J.T.\u2019s right hand spread out.\u00a0 He knew it was a \u201ctell\u201d, and that meant he was getting ready to reach for his weapon.\u00a0 Adam, in turn, reached for his own Colt.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben was frozen in that one moment, caught totally unawares as he watched helplessly as Adam and J.T. drew on each other.\u00a0 Two shots rang out loudly and Adam fell to the ground.\u00a0 Ben had drawn his own Colt but before he could seek revenge on the gunman his name was shouted at by Preston.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cHolster that gun, Ben.\u00a0 You go get Adam on into town to the doctor\u2019s.\u00a0 And, you ain\u2019t got any other move than that!\u201d Preston shouted.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">J.T. joined Preston up by the front door and they watched as Ben bent down to check on his son\u2019s wound.\u00a0 Adam had been shot in the side and there was a good deal of blood flowing out from the tear in his black shirt.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cThis was all planned, Preston!\u201d Ben shouted, enraged by the other man\u2019s betrayal.\u00a0 \u201cI\u2019ll be bringing back the sheriff with me once I get my son fixed up.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Preston laughed and responded loudly, \u201cIt was a fair fight, your boy and J.T. both drew on each other, and you seen it!\u00a0 Now, go get out of here!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cCome on, Boy,\u201d Ben muttered as he helped Adam up onto his saddle.\u00a0 Adam slumped forward, trying his best to stay up on Sport as his father grabbed his reins to lead the horse into town.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Just as Ben Cartwright began to go under the Hilliard Ranch sign, there above the entrance, Preston shouted for him to turn around.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben caught sight of his youngest son laying there in the doorway to the house.\u00a0 The boy was apparently unconscious and J.T. had him lifted up by the front of his shirt.\u00a0 Ben noticed the Colt revolver the gunman had pointed at Joe\u2019s forehead.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cIf you don\u2019t get moving I\u2019m going to let J.T. kill your boy.\u00a0 You know, kind of like Adam there killed my boy, Ben?\u00a0 I\u2019d get moving if I were you.\u00a0 I\u2019ll give you exactly thirty seconds!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cIf you hurt my son, I will tear you into pieces and then I will kill you!\u201d Ben threatened loudly.\u00a0 His heart was firmly lodged in his throat with fear over what might happen to the boy once he left.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cYou go and get Adam tended and I swear I won\u2019t kill Joe, and I won\u2019t let J.T. kill him either.\u00a0 I just want you to spend a few hours knowing what it feels like to lose a son, and then you can have the kid back.\u00a0 Now get out of here before I change my mind!\u201d Preston warned.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben reached across to Adam and tried to keep him from falling off his mount.\u00a0 He couldn\u2019t do anything at that moment to help Joseph.\u00a0 Ben\u2019s eyes misted up just looking at his incapacitated youngest son.\u00a0 \u201cI\u2019ll go.\u00a0 But, I\u2019ll be back!\u201d\u00a0 Ben shouted and turned his and Adam\u2019s horses towards Virginia City.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">At the precise moment that Ben and Adam Cartwright turned their horses to ride away, Joe became conscious and witnessed their departure.\u00a0 He shook his head and tried to call out to them but they never heard his plea for help.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cYour pa made his choice, Boy,\u201d Preston laughed and kicked Joe back down onto the threshold.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cHere you go!\u201d J.T. yelled down to Joe as he dropped a cloth filled with ether over his mouth.\u00a0 \u201cIt\u2019s time for you to go to sleep for a very long time!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe tried to fight the material that was now firmly placed over his mouth and nose.\u00a0 He tried to figure out exactly what was going on before falling into the black void again.\u00a0 All that Joe Cartwright would ever remember from that moment forward was how he had watched his pa and brother simply ride away leaving him in the hands of pure evil.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>**************<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Before Ben Cartwright had made it into Virginia City with his injured and semi-conscious son, two men appeared at the Hilliard ranch.\u00a0 They were bid inside by Preston and J.T. Bridger.\u00a0 Taking a seat at the large dining table the plan was gone over several times.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cThe kid won\u2019t give you any trouble.\u00a0 We knocked him out good so you both have plenty of time to make it into Littleton.\u00a0 The cabin is secluded and it\u2019s been completely stocked with everything you need to hold up a good long while,\u201d Preston reiterated.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI hope you\u2019ve got us some whiskey,\u201d the older of the two brothers said with a grin.\u00a0 \u201cI mean if we have to stay put for such a long time at least we should have some creature comforts.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI saw to that,\u201d Preston nodded.\u00a0 He stared over at the portly man, the older of the two.\u00a0 He was rough looking, to say the least.\u00a0 Not only was he on the fat side, but he was short and balding.\u00a0 His name was Silas Dalton and his younger brother looked nothing like him.\u00a0 Thorn Dalton was in his early forties, whereas his brother was fifty.\u00a0 Thorn had a full head of hair and was tall and slim.\u00a0 But, they were both two of the lowest forms of scum that could be found in all of Nevada.\u00a0 Preston had helped get the two brothers out of some trouble with the Paiute Indians earlier the previous year.\u00a0 No-one else had suspected that the two men who were now going to tend to Joe Cartwright had been involved in a very heinous act that tied directly to the Chief of the tribe\u2019s immediate family.\u00a0 And, because he held the knowledge of all of that, Preston knew that he could trust both of the weasels who now sat at his table.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cYou gonna give us our money now?\u201d Thorn asked greedily.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cHere\u2019s half,\u201d Preston nodded and handed over an envelope.\u00a0 \u201cYou will get the other half once I know you\u2019ve done your job well.\u00a0 I want that boy to stay alive.\u00a0 Don\u2019t kill him no matter how much you might want to.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Silas stood from the table and walked over to the fireplace where the sofa sat.\u00a0 He stared down at Joe Cartwright passed out there on the cushions.\u00a0 \u201cHe\u2019s a pretty little kid, ain\u2019t he?\u201d Silas laughed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cHe\u2019s the same age that my son would be now,\u201d Preston called over to the man.\u00a0 \u201cI will be in touch about when and if we will let him go.\u00a0 But, I need you both to keep quiet and don\u2019t try to contact me.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Thorn walked across the room to join his brother.\u00a0 \u201cI want the kid blindfolded.\u00a0 Just in case you decide we\u2019ve got to let him go eventually I don\u2019t want anyone who can identify me.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cThere\u2019s a nice root cellar for him, he won\u2019t be able to see you unless you want him to,\u201d Preston replied and walked over and joined the two despicable brothers.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI got my own plans for him,\u201d Silas smiled and then grabbed the ropes he had brought inside of the house.\u00a0 \u201cLet\u2019s get the kid\u2019s wrists and ankles tied then we\u2019ll haul him out.\u00a0 We\u2019ll be long gone before old man Cartwright comes back and brings the sheriff with him.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cJ.T. &#8212; go on and help these two get Joe loaded in the wagon and on their way.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cOkay, Boss, good thing you had them bring their own buckboard so yours won\u2019t be missing.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cEverything has been thought of in advance.\u00a0 Now, don\u2019t forget you\u2019re going to wipe away the tracks of that wagon as they head out of here.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cRight,\u201d J.T. answered, and then helped the two brothers outside and over to their wagon with the incapacitated young man.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Preston stood in the doorway content with the fact that years of planning had now become a reality.\u00a0 He knew Sheriff Roy Coffee would be paying him a visit soon, perhaps with Ben there at his side.\u00a0 It wouldn\u2019t matter.\u00a0 Adam had been shot in a fair fight, as they had deemed his son\u2019s death to be.\u00a0 And, as for Joe Cartwright, well, he would swear he had never seen the boy and had no idea why Ben would suggest he had.\u00a0 Preston smiled, revenge was indeed sweet.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>*************<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben Cartwright leaned forward in one of the hard wooden chairs there in the waiting room of Doctor Paul Martin\u2019s office.\u00a0 The fingers of both of his hands were braided together as he fought his worry.\u00a0 With a bowed head resting there over his two clasped hands Ben waited for word from the doctor concerning his eldest son.\u00a0 It had been a grueling trip into Virginia City from the Hilliard ranch.\u00a0 Not only had he fought to keep Adam up in the saddle, but he also fought his desire to turn both horses back and rescue Joseph from the clutches of Preston and Bridger.\u00a0 Ben knew he hadn\u2019t had a choice in the matter.\u00a0 Adam had to be brought into town to have his gunshot doctored.\u00a0 His father had stopped two times on the way in to Virginia City just to try and ebb the flow of the young man\u2019s blood coming from his injury.\u00a0 Ben had added the extra neckerchief from his saddlebags over the one he had worn around his neck to his son\u2019s wound.\u00a0 It hadn\u2019t helped all that much, but he knew it was the best he had with them at the time.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cBen?\u201d Paul called as he reached for his friend\u2019s shoulder and set his hand there.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cOh &#8212; sorry &#8212; I guess I didn\u2019t hear you,\u201d Ben apologized and stood up quickly.\u00a0 \u201cHow\u2019s Adam doing, Paul?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">The doctor smiled as he tried to ease the other man\u2019s mind.\u00a0 He had been told by the anxious father what had happened, and Paul knew that Ben Cartwright carried a mountainous weight on his shoulders at the time.\u00a0 \u201cHe\u2019s going to be fine.\u00a0 Glad you got him here so soon.\u00a0 He has lost a lot of blood, but it could\u2019ve been a lot worse.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cAnd now &#8212; is he awake &#8212; can I see the boy?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI\u2019ve sedated him, so he won\u2019t know you\u2019re here.\u00a0 I know you\u2019re anxious to see if Roy has gotten back from the Hilliard place yet.\u00a0 Why don\u2019t you go and see your son first, and then go down to the sheriff\u2019s office and check in?\u201d Paul offered.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cRoy said he would come here and talk to me, so guess I\u2019m good here for the time being.\u00a0 Oh, and I sent someone to fetch Hoss here,\u201d Ben answered, and then turned into the examination room with Doctor Martin.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben reached down and settled his right hand on Adam\u2019s arm and then looked up at the doctor.\u00a0 \u201cI know the bullet passed right through, but how bad is the injury?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Paul attempted a smile, though it lost its desired effect when he noticed the furrowed brow of the worried father.\u00a0 \u201cIt\u2019s not all that bad considering, especially since he went up against Bridger.\u00a0 I\u2019ve not had many patients survive a gunfight with that ruffian.\u00a0 I\u2019m glad Adam beat the odds.\u00a0 You can take him home in the morning and then have him rest a week or so.\u00a0 He\u2019s got quite a few stitches right now, but I can get them out in about ten days.\u00a0 You know the drill by now, keep him in bed, have Hop Sing get some good food into him and as long as he doesn\u2019t develop a fever he should be just fine real soon.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cThank you, Paul, as always I don\u2019t know what we\u2019d do without you!\u00a0 I also thank God that Adam isn\u2019t hurt worse,\u201d Ben paused and closed his eyes suddenly.\u00a0 He couldn\u2019t shake the vision of Joseph and how he had looked laying there inside the doorway with a gun pointed at his head.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Paul knew why his friend had stopped talking.\u00a0 Ben\u2019s life revolved around his three sons and they were all very dear to him.\u00a0 But, if he had a noticeable soft spot to his heart, it was there due to that youngest boy of his.\u00a0 Paul didn\u2019t blame the man for his weakness concerning Little Joe.\u00a0 He found that boy to be endearing as well, and he was just the boy\u2019s doctor.\u00a0 Joe Cartwright was aggravating, rambunctious, and definitely accident prone.\u00a0 However, once a person got to know the curly headed boy well, they could see through the image he tried his best to project.\u00a0 Joe wanted everyone to think of him as strong, arrogant and uncaring.\u00a0 But, the boy was quite the opposite.\u00a0 He had his share of weak moments, along with having a tender heart, which could be very easily damaged.\u00a0 And, anyone who really knew Joe was very well aware of the fact that the youngest of the Cartwrights drew his strength from his pa.\u00a0 Now, Joe didn\u2019t have his father around him, and Ben didn\u2019t have the boy he most often doted on.\u00a0 Paul prayed that Sheriff Coffee would find the boy safe and sound and return him to Ben and to all of those who loved the kid.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI know you\u2019re worried about Joe, Ben.\u00a0 Let\u2019s just hope for the best, okay?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben sighed and sat down alongside of his eldest son.\u00a0 \u201cI\u2019m trying, Paul &#8212; but leaving Joseph like that is tearing me up,\u201d he confessed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">The two men heard the bell above the office door ringing and they hurriedly left the back room.\u00a0 They saw Roy Coffee and his deputy Clem Foster standing there in the foyer and both men had frowns on their faces.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cDid you get Joe?\u00a0 Is he okay?\u201d Ben sang out as he walked over to the two men.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Roy shook his head and his eyes met those of the worried father\u2019s.\u00a0 \u201cBen, we checked the whole place out and no sign of Little Joe.\u00a0 Preston said he doesn\u2019t know what you\u2019re talking about.\u00a0 He swears Joe was never there and that he hasn\u2019t seen him in ages.\u00a0 He admitted that Bridger shot Adam, but he says it was a fair fight.\u00a0 Preston said both J.T. and Adam drew on each other.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cIt was a set up just like I told you, Roy!\u201d Ben protested loudly.\u00a0 \u201cPreston got me there to sign that agreement for water rights and he obviously planned for that gunslinger to be there when we showed up!\u00a0 I saw Joseph there in the doorway just like I told you.\u00a0 That killer was holding a gun to my son\u2019s head when Preston told me to leave to get Adam looked at.\u00a0 He said that he wouldn\u2019t shoot Joseph and he wouldn\u2019t let J.T. harm him either, just as long as I left right then.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Roy nodded and reached over for Ben\u2019s arm, trying to settle him down.\u00a0 \u201cBen, both Clem and I checked everywhere.\u00a0 We went through that house with a fine toothed comb along with the barn and all the out buildings.\u00a0 We even checked the danged outhouse!\u00a0 There ain\u2019t any sign of Little Joe ever being there.\u00a0 We also checked for tracks and there wasn\u2019t any besides your two horses, Preston\u2019s and that gunslinger\u2019s horse.\u00a0 Don\u2019t look like nobody else had been to the Hilliard ranch.\u00a0 I checked with his hired hands and they\u2019ve all been in town all day since early this morning.\u00a0 Preston said he gave them all the day off.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cThen they\u2019ve taken Joseph off somewhere!\u00a0 He had plenty of time to do that between the time I left and the time you and Clem got out there,\u201d Ben continued to protest.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cHow\u2019s Adam?\u201d Clem eagerly changed the subject.\u00a0 He could read the mounting hatred written all over Ben Cartwright\u2019s face and couldn\u2019t blame the man.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cHe\u2019ll be okay,\u201d Paul chimed in, trying to diffuse the angry father.\u00a0 \u201cHe\u2019ll sleep most of the night but he should get to go home tomorrow.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cWell, at least J.T. didn\u2019t add another victim to his mounting list,\u201d Roy nodded.\u00a0 \u201cBen, I\u2019m not going to give up looking for Joe, you know that!\u00a0 Clem and me will go on out to where Joe was rounding up strays once Hoss gets here.\u00a0 That way he can show us the area and you can stay and take care of Adam.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben felt as though the wind had been knocked out of him after taking in all the information that the lawman had provided.\u00a0 He sank back down into the chair he had vacated earlier and dropped his head down into his hands.\u00a0 \u201cOh, Joseph,\u201d he whispered, fighting his fears about what had happened to his youngest.\u00a0 \u201cWhere are you, Boy?\u201d he asked, this time to himself and not to anyone else in the waiting room.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>************<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe Cartwright slept straight through the day and a half journey to the cabin just on the outskirts of the obscure town of Littleton.\u00a0 The strong ether had rendered the boy unconscious for all that time and it was only the fact that his body had been tossed up against a rough stone wall in the root cellar that brought him back around.\u00a0 Coming to with a splitting headache, Joe tried to figure out where he was and what had happened.\u00a0 He could feel the tightness of the ropes which bound his wrists and ankles.\u00a0 Joe struggled against his bonds, but to no avail.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cHey!\u201d\u00a0 Joe shouted out into the darkness.\u00a0 \u201cWhat am I doing here?\u00a0 Who\u2019s out there?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">The sound of laughter was the only reply to his questions. But, he tried again anyway.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cWhat\u2019s going on anyhow?\u00a0 What&#8212; are you too yellow to show your face?!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cShut up or we\u2019ll come down there and close that mouth for you!\u00a0 We\u2019ll talk to you when we\u2019re good and ready and not before.\u00a0 Trust me you don\u2019t want to see us right now!\u00a0 We\u2019ve got a lot of ways to keep that mouth of yours quiet and it won\u2019t be pleasant.\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe continued to struggle with his ropes, deciding to wait on asking any more questions at least at the present time.\u00a0 He closed his eyes and tried to remember where he had been prior to waking in the dark cellar.\u00a0 Then the vision came back to him.\u00a0 Joe remembered seeing his father and brother riding away from him.\u00a0 He shook his head confused by that fact.\u00a0 Pa couldn\u2019t possibly have missed seeing him lying there.\u00a0 And, if he hadn\u2019t missed seeing that, why had Pa left anyway?\u00a0 Joe had a sinking feeling in his chest.\u00a0 The memory of what he had heard Preston Hilliard say reverberated in his troubled mind.\u00a0 <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cYour pa made his choice, Boy\u201d <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe fought the feeling again. \u201cWhy, Pa?\u201d Joe whispered into the darkness.\u00a0 There was no answer.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>**************<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben Cartwright had seen to it that Adam was brought home and settled into his bedroom.\u00a0 After making sure that his son was resting peacefully he had turned his care over to the Chinese member of the family, Hop Sing.\u00a0 Hoss reported back in to his father that he had taken the sheriff and deputy to where his little brother had rounded up stray cows the previous day.\u00a0 There had been no sign of Joe anywhere, including out in that area.\u00a0 Ben had his middle boy tell Roy that he wanted to meet him and go out to the Hilliard ranch that afternoon.\u00a0 Hoss had delivered the message and, now, Ben readied his horse to make the trip.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Around two in the afternoon, exactly twenty-four hours since last being at the Hilliard ranch, Ben showed back up there with Roy Coffee at his side.\u00a0 Preston came out onto the porch when he heard the two horses enter through the front gate.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI\u2019m surprised to see you again, Roy!\u201d Preston called as he stepped down from the porch.\u00a0 \u201cSo, did your kid finally come home, Ben?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cYou KNOW he hasn\u2019t!\u201d Ben yelled across the yard.\u00a0 \u201cNow, where have you taken Joseph?\u00a0 And, I want to know right now!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cLike I told Roy here, I haven\u2019t seen the brat and I\u2019ve no idea what you\u2019re talking about.\u00a0 He was never here,\u201d Preston answered.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cPreston, if you know anything at all about Joe\u2019s whereabouts I\u2019d advise you to tell us now.\u00a0 It ain\u2019t gonna go down well with the judge if we find out you\u2019ve got him hid out somewhere,\u201d Roy addressed the man.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI\u2019ve said my peace, Roy.\u00a0 Now, if you\u2019ve got nothing else to talk to me about I\u2019ve got work to do.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben dismounted and headed towards Preston, his fists clenched.\u00a0 Roy Coffee had to hurry over to him to stop what might turn into a real brawl.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cBen!\u00a0 Ben, don\u2019t do nothing rash.\u00a0 We\u2019ll find the boy let\u2019s leave this to the law now.\u00a0 Beating Preston bloody isn\u2019t gonna solve anything!\u201d the sheriff urged, as he grabbed the angered father\u2019s arm to try and stop his move over to Preston.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI\u2019d listen to him, Ben.\u00a0 Now get off of my property the both of you!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben bit back his ire and turned back to get Buck.\u00a0 \u201cI\u2019m not through with you by a long shot, Preston.\u00a0 You\u2019d better pray that I find Joseph soon and unharmed or even the vultures won\u2019t want you!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cC\u2019mon, Ben,\u201d Roy called over and he mounted his horse.\u00a0 \u201cPreston, if you\u2019re lying to me I\u2019ll make sure they throw the book at you at your trial.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cGoodbye!\u201d Preston sang out, and turned back inside his house.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben and Roy exchanged woeful glances and headed back to the Ponderosa.\u00a0 A search was underway already and every single Ponderosa hired hand, aside from a few that needed to stay with the herd, were out looking for Joe. Ben prayed that he would be found, but he couldn\u2019t help the feeling of hopelessness creeping up from his gut.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>**************<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">While Adam convalesced over the next week trying to heal from his gunshot wound, both Ben and Hoss spent every waking moment trying to search for the missing boy.\u00a0 Cochise had been found safely grazing on meadow grass only a mile from the ranch house the same day his master had disappeared.\u00a0 There wasn\u2019t anything missing from Joe\u2019s gear.\u00a0 They had recovered the boy\u2019s gun, holster and jacket from inside his saddlebags.\u00a0 It seemed like yet another dead end in the search.\u00a0 Tired, worried and distracted both men made it back home late and checked to see if there had been any answers to the many telegraphs that had been sent.\u00a0 There wasn\u2019t.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Hop Sing had tried his best over that first week to tend to Adam\u2019s injury and keep the house running smoothly.\u00a0 He had prepared meals, cleaned the house, and offered an ear and a shoulder to his employer.\u00a0 The cook could tell how the absence of one of the hearts of the Ponderosa was affecting all three of the others.\u00a0 He wished there was something he could do.\u00a0 Hop Sing had even gone to the members of the local Tong to see if they could arrange to have the mines inspected, just in case Joe had been taken into one and held.\u00a0 The large Chinese shifts of workers had passed the word along, but there had been no sign of Little Joe in the whole Comstock.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cThis should work,\u201d Adam nodded and walked across the room slowly to his father\u2019s desk where both his pa and Hoss were sitting.\u00a0 He handed Ben a rough drawn sketch of his baby brother.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben sighed and stared hard at the likeness of Joseph on the piece of paper.\u00a0 There was also a detailed description of the boy, along with his height, weight, and age.\u00a0 It listed the date of his disappearance as well as a reward of five thousand dollars for information leading to his safe return.\u00a0 Ben nodded and passed it over to Hoss.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Hoss rubbed at the bottom of his nose, stifling the emotion brought up by the picture of his brother.\u00a0 \u201cI\u2019ll get this sent out tomorrow, Pa.\u00a0 We\u2019ll make sure every sheriff within a hundred miles gets a copy.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cThat\u2019s fine, Son.\u00a0 I\u2019ve also taken several ads in different local papers with the same information,\u201d Ben sighed, and stood from his chair when Hop Sing sang out that it was time for supper.\u00a0 \u201cCome on, Boys, let\u2019s try to eat.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI ain\u2019t hungry, Pa,\u201d Hoss returned sullenly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben clapped the big man on the back and said, \u201cHoss, now we\u2019ve all got to keep up our strength in order to get this search going.\u00a0 Joseph wouldn\u2019t want us to fall apart.\u00a0 You know that.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cPa\u2019s right, Brother,\u201d Adam called over.\u00a0 \u201cIf we have to force ourselves to keep going in order to find the kid then that\u2019s what we\u2019ve got to do.\u00a0 Now let\u2019s go give it a try,\u201d he continued to cajole the middle son.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Hoss finally sighed and turned in towards the dining room with the rest of his family; minus Little Joe.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>****************<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe\u2019s wrists were raw and bleeding.\u00a0 He had spent far too much time trying to get out from under the ropes and it had done no good.\u00a0 It seemed like years since he had been thrown roughly against the back wall of the cramped root cellar.\u00a0 Having little to no light, Joe had no idea how long it had actually been since he had been abducted.\u00a0 He squinted down at the metal plate of beans which had been left for him some time while he had slept.\u00a0 They were cold and smelled rancid, but he was hungry.\u00a0 Joe pulled it up and tried to fight back the smell.\u00a0 He dipped the fingers of his bound hands into the beans and lifted them into his mouth.\u00a0 Joe almost gagged as he forced himself to swallow.\u00a0 He had to make an attempt to stay alive, though it had gotten harder as the time passed by so slowly.\u00a0 As for his captors, well, they had made their presence known by the second day, though Joe had no idea if it was day or night when their shadows had drifted down the stairs.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">It was just so dark and foreboding there in that cellar.\u00a0 Joe felt the rough hands as they had lifted him up by his shoulders and slammed him down onto the cold ground.\u00a0 Then he had been turned over and forced to keep his face down.\u00a0 It had felt like a boot was pressed onto the back of his neck, but Joe wasn\u2019t sure, he just knew that it had hurt.\u00a0 The next minute came the laughter of two different men.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cWe\u2019ll be back, Boy, and then we\u2019ve got plans for you!\u201d laughed one of the men.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cWho&#8212; who are you?\u00a0 Where am I?\u201d Joe had asked.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cYou don\u2019t get no answers, Kid!\u00a0 And, you\u2019d better learn to speak in a kindlier way to us or else.\u00a0 Now here\u2019s some beans, and you\u2019d better make them last awhile.\u00a0 We left you some water in that bowl next to you.\u00a0 I guess you can just lap it up like a dog, huh?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe sucked in a deep breath and held it in, waiting for the two men to tire of their taunts.\u00a0 He felt another jolt to his shoulders as he was shifted back onto his spine.\u00a0 All Joe could see after that was just the retreating shadows as they made their way up into the light.\u00a0 If he had only known back then what was waiting for him up those same stairs, then he wouldn\u2019t have fought so hard to stay alive.\u00a0 It would have been better and far more merciful to have died of starvation.\u00a0 Joe would soon come to know what horrors waited up in the light, and his life would never ever be the same again.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>***************<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">A month went by like a hazy blur for not only the Cartwrights on the Ponderosa but also for the boy who had been taken away from them.\u00a0 The posters had been sent, the newspaper articles written and the telegraphs sent and re-sent.\u00a0 Still, there was no sign or any information on Joseph Cartwright.\u00a0 Adam had healed from his injury and had to deal with the regular business of running the large ranch.\u00a0 Hoss and Ben spent their days and most of their nights searching for the boy they missed beyond words.\u00a0 It was now Adam\u2019s sole responsibility to keep the ranch running as best he could.\u00a0 They had entrusted the cattle drive to the care of faithful ranch hands, those who had been with the Cartwrights for many years.\u00a0 At least they were seasoned veterans at moving a large herd and could be trusted to get top dollar for the cattle.\u00a0 After that was done, Adam chose the men to fulfill the timber contracts, thus helping his father devote all of his thoughts to finding Joe.\u00a0 Adam would have preferred to be out with the rest of his family seeking clues about the boy\u2019s whereabouts, but there was no-one else who could arrange to keep the Ponderosa running, other than him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>***************<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">As for Joseph Cartwright, his first month had gone by as one long nightmare, to say the least.\u00a0 What had been done to him was just short of spending an eternity in the bowels of Hell.\u00a0 Joe had scars now, those visible and invisible, and as each day passed he begged for death that never came.\u00a0 The two men who enjoyed hurting and tormenting their hostage, were unrelenting in all that they had done to him.\u00a0 Whatever hope that Joe held in his heart over being found was now gone.\u00a0 He decided that in all respects it would be much better if no-one ever knew what had become of him.\u00a0 The darkness of the root cellar was his only solace, and even that was short lived as he was dragged daily up into the light where only pain waited for him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>***************<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Hoss Cartwright readied for yet another day of hopeless searching for his little brother.\u00a0 He drew up his penknife from his bureau and poked a new hole into his leather belt. \u00a0 The worried middle son had lost another ten pounds over the previous week.\u00a0 The three month anniversary of Joe\u2019s disappearance was only a few days away.\u00a0 Hoss cringed at the thought.\u00a0 He didn\u2019t know how much longer the three of them could stand the uncertainty of what had happened to the boy.\u00a0 At that point, even finding Joe\u2019s body would\u2019ve seemed like a small blessing.\u00a0 All three Cartwrights wondered daily if they\u2019d go to their graves never knowing what had befallen the youngest member of the family.\u00a0 Hoss thought on his pa and how he seemed like he had aged ten years in the past few weeks.\u00a0 It had been an insurmountable challenge to just go to the telegraph office to ask if there were any replies.\u00a0 There never were.\u00a0 No leads, no information, no nothing. The sheriff as well as the Cartwrights had kept a watchful eye out for anything unusual coming to or from the Hilliard ranch, but that had proven to be yet another dead end.\u00a0 Hoss drew in a deep breath and turned out of his bedroom.\u00a0 He knew his pa needed him, and so he would continue to look, to search, and to pray.\u00a0 It was all that he could do, and all that Pa and Adam could do as well.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>***************<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI just seen another one of those posters in town,\u201d Thorn called to his brother as he entered the cabin.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cYeah, I\u2019ve been thinking on that,\u201d Silas nodded.\u00a0 \u201cI figure we\u2019re about done here.\u00a0 I mean it\u2019s been nice &#8212; real nice.\u00a0 But after three straight months, I think it\u2019s about time we ended this.\u00a0 I\u2019m starting to get bored with the kid, you know?\u00a0 I think I\u2019ve taken about everything he had to offer, and you have too.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Thorn laughed and sat down at the table.\u00a0 He reached for the liquor bottle and took a good swig.\u00a0 \u201cYou had a good time last night.\u00a0 You busted him up real well!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI could say the same for you, Thorn!\u00a0 Kid\u2019s not gonna be walking around for a while.\u00a0 He didn\u2019t even whimper last night. \u00a0 I think he\u2019s getting accustomed to us, huh?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cYeah, so what do you want to do?\u00a0 Go and get one more for the road?\u00a0 Then we can just light out of here.\u00a0 We can fix him good and he won\u2019t go anywhere.\u00a0 He can just rot and die here and then we can collect the rest of Preston\u2019s money.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Silas nodded and took the bottle from his brother.\u00a0 \u201cLet\u2019s go drag him up here and have one final goodbye.\u00a0 Then let\u2019s do what we\u2019d planned for him.\u00a0 They\u2019ll be plenty of daylight left for us to get out of this area before dark.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cSounds good to me, I\u2019ll go drag him up here,\u201d Thorn replied, and stood and headed for the stairs that led down to the darkness of the root cellar.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>***************<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe had no earthly idea that he had survived two full weeks on his own there in the dank, dark root cellar.\u00a0 He remembered what the two men had done to him before their departure, but that was about all he remembered now.\u00a0 His leg throbbed and he found himself to be drifting in and out of consciousness.\u00a0 Joe would come out of that, springing up with fear thinking that he had heard the sound of them coming back for more.\u00a0 But it was just his imagination drawing him back into the darkness which surrounded him.\u00a0 Once the food was all gone, and he had gone so far as to lick the metal plates which only held some encrusted remnants of old beans, Joe\u2019s hands felt around the old root cellar.\u00a0 He dragged his injured leg to one of the far walls and found a small set of shelves.\u00a0 There on one of them, his hands fell on two jars.\u00a0 Joe held them with his still bound wrists and moved back to his old familiar spot.\u00a0 The mason jars created a problem, trying to get the lids off.\u00a0 But, after striking them onto the ground a few times, Joe was able to pry the first jar open.\u00a0 From the smell of the contents, he determined it to be a jar of pickles that someone had put up a long while ago.\u00a0 Joe greedily drank the brine.\u00a0 He had been so thirsty that even the vinegar tasting fluid was a welcomed relief to his mouth and throat.\u00a0 All that Joe had been able to find before then was a small amount of rain water which had seeped in through one of the stone walls.\u00a0 Joe decided to take his time, and ration what was left inside the jar.\u00a0 He had one more mason jar, and he hoped that it also contained some kind of liquid which he now craved.\u00a0 Joe drew out a pickle and ate it slowly.\u00a0 He leaned against the wall and fought his long held desire to just quit and die.\u00a0 Though Joe had no idea what fate awaited him and if the two evil men would return, it was enough at the moment to just eat something and remember to simply breathe.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">The sound was back.\u00a0 Joe awoke with a start, his heart beating rapidly.\u00a0 Were the two brothers back?\u00a0 Had they only just left?\u00a0 Joe was unsure, as the passing of time was non-existent in the darkness which had been his home for so long.\u00a0 He wondered if he\u2019d soon be dragged up once more into the light and into the terror that was always waiting for him there.\u00a0 Joe held his breath and wondered if he should try and play dead.\u00a0 He had to laugh to himself at that thought.\u00a0 He had played dead before and where had that gotten him?\u00a0 Nowhere, that\u2019s where!\u00a0 The brothers always seemed to know, and Joe had payed dearly for every act of insubordination.\u00a0 Of course even that was short- lived, as Joe had succumbed to a forced willingness to go along with whatever those two men wanted from him right after that first time upstairs.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cIs anyone down there?\u201d A soft timid voice from the top of the stairs called out.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe struggled to stay hidden, pulling himself as close to the wall as he could manage.\u00a0 He felt at that point anyone was a potential foe who would want to hurt him.\u00a0 Joe could spot the shadow as it descended the stairs, he stopped breathing.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cHello?\u00a0 I\u2019ve just come looking for some food &#8212;- is anyone down here?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe closed his eyes, he tried to pray but couldn\u2019t remember how or even to whom he should address his plea to.\u00a0 *** <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Please &#8212; no more &#8212; please no more pain &#8212;please no more <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">*** Joe thought inside his mind.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">The man who was cloaked in the same darkness which blanketed the root cellar somehow managed to spot the figure lying there against the wall.\u00a0 He moved over to the boy and stopped short of reaching to touch him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cBoy?\u00a0 Hey boy &#8212; what\u2019re you doing down here?\u00a0 Who tied you up, Boy?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe slowly opened his eyes and could barely see the outline of the man who knelt down there next to him.\u00a0 His voice called out in a whisper, \u201cDon\u2019t let them find you, Mister.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cThere ain\u2019t nobody here, Boy.\u00a0 I just walked in the front door, it was open. Nobody\u2019s anywhere outside neither.\u00a0 You got you a name, Boy?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI &#8212;- I don\u2019t know anymore &#8212; I &#8212; I&#8212; use to be Joe &#8212; Joe &#8212; Joe &#8212; Cartwright,\u201d Joe stuttered, and then closed his eyes and passed out cold.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cPoor boy, poor boy,\u201d the man muttered and reached down and tugged at Joe\u2019s wrists fighting to untie the lad.\u00a0 \u201cI got to go get some help for you.\u00a0 I\u2019ll be right back,\u201d the man said, though he could tell that the injured young man was unconscious.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>***************<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Sheriff Bill Turley sat in front of his jail taking a late afternoon nap.\u00a0 The town of Littleton was mainly peaceful and it afforded him times like these to get in a few winks every so often.\u00a0 That quiet time was soon ended when he heard the cry from a man hurriedly approaching the porch that led to the small jail.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cSheriff &#8212; I need your help!\u201d the man sounded out loudly and stopped there in front of the other man to catch his breath.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cJax, what\u2019s the problem?\u201d Sheriff Turley asked.\u00a0 Bill knew the man, who was known around the town as a panhandler.\u00a0 He was called Jax, and no-one including Jax himself, knew if that was his first or last name.\u00a0 Once and awhile he got work as a swamper at the one saloon in town.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cFound this boy who\u2019s been hurt!\u00a0 I was out looking for some food when I came upon a cabin out on the outskirts of town.\u00a0 I think it\u2019s the old Flannery place.\u00a0 Anyway I went down into the root cellar and found this boy and he\u2019s hurt.\u00a0 He was also tied up.\u00a0 I couldn\u2019t see him too good, but he don\u2019t look like a criminal to me.\u00a0 I think he\u2019s been hurt &#8212;and he seemed real scared too!\u00a0 You\u2019d better get a wagon he\u2019s in bad shape from the looks of him!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">The sheriff stared hard at Jax and could tell that, for a change, the man hadn\u2019t been drinking.\u00a0 He figured he just better check out the situation to be on the safe side.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI\u2019ll go get me a wagon over at the livery.\u00a0 You come on along with me and show me where the kid is,\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Jax nodded and walked with the sheriff down the street.\u00a0 Jax would never have guessed that he would soon be collecting a big reward for assisting in the return of Joseph Cartwright.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>**************<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben Cartwright had to sit down.\u00a0 When both Adam and Hoss had come running inside the house fifteen minutes earlier with the telegram, he couldn\u2019t believe what they had read to him.\u00a0 Now he fought tears as he re-read the wire for the tenth time.\u00a0 Ben sent his two sons in several directions to prepare for their trip to the town of Littleton.\u00a0 The wire had advised that Joe was indeed found and that he was in very bad condition.\u00a0 The sheriff urged Ben to come with a wagon, a mattress to lay the boy down onto due to his fragile condition and a set of clothes to replace the tattered ones Joe now wore.\u00a0 Ben moved to his safe and drew out the reward money.\u00a0 It would never seem like an adequate amount to the relieved father.\u00a0 No amount of money could buy him back his youngest son and the joy he now was feeling.\u00a0 And, while he knelt there at the safe, Ben took the time to thank God for returning Joseph to him.\u00a0 Then, he headed up to the boy\u2019s room to get some clothes together.\u00a0 It would take a day and a half to get to Joseph, but after enduring three months of uncertainty over the boy\u2019s fate, a day and a half seemed like hardly any time at all.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>***************<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Mounted on Buck and Sport, Ben and Adam rode closely behind the buckboard driven by Hoss.\u00a0 The thoughts of all three men were on Joe\u2019s physical condition, and how badly the three months of captivity might have affected him emotionally.\u00a0 Pushing themselves and the horses, the Cartwrights arrived in Littleton in just under two days.\u00a0 They could\u2019ve made it faster if they hadn\u2019t needed the buckboard, but apparently Joe was in bad shape according to the telegraph from the sheriff. \u00a0 Finally reaching the jailhouse, all three men hurried up the steps.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI\u2019m Ben Cartwright &#8212; and these are my two sons, Adam and Hoss,\u201d Ben called over to the man wearing the star sitting behind a desk.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Sheriff Turley stood and shook the outstretched hands one at a time.\u00a0 \u201cBill Turley,\u201d He nodded towards the Cartwrights.\u00a0 \u201cGlad to see you all made it here in good time.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cHow\u2019s my boy?\u201d Ben asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Sheriff Turley frowned and shook his head.\u00a0 \u201cHe\u2019s had a rough time of it, Mr. Cartwright.\u00a0 But, then considering how I found him and how long he\u2019s been missing I guess that\u2019s to be expected.\u00a0 He\u2019s down at the Doc\u2019s house.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cYour wire said he was found but no particulars,\u201d Adam interjected.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cA local man was out rummaging for food, and it\u2019s a good thing he was!\u00a0 We might not have found him at all, and he was half dead when we did get to him.\u00a0 He was tied up in the squalor of an old root cellar.\u00a0 That old abandoned cabin hasn\u2019t been in use for better than ten years.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cNo sign of who held him there?\u201d Hoss took his turn at questioning the sheriff.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cNo, no sign of them and no telling how long he was down there after they lighted out of there.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cHe didn\u2019t try to escape?\u201d Ben continued where Hoss had left off.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cYour son has a very badly broken leg, Mr. Cartwright.\u00a0 And he\u2019s down to skin and bones.\u00a0 He looks like he\u2019s been tortured to me.\u00a0 Doc thinks so too.\u00a0 Guess you\u2019re ready to go see the boy, right?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI\u2019ve been ready to see Joseph for three months,\u201d Ben nodded his head, his heart aching after hearing some of the sheriff\u2019s details.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cYou can leave your horses here for now, the Doc\u2019s place isn\u2019t far,\u201d Bill Turley announced as he pulled the door to the jail open.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Doctor Hosea Watkins heard the door to his parlor open and he moved from his back room to see who had entered.\u00a0 He noticed the sheriff and three other men standing there.\u00a0 The tall white haired man moved quickly over to the doctor, his hand stretched out.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI\u2019m Ben Cartwright &#8212; the boy you\u2019re tending is my youngest son Joseph.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cHosea Watkins, Gents,\u201d the doctor introduced himself and shook each hand held out to him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cHow\u2019s my son?\u201d Ben\u2019s voice sounded out with great urgency.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">The doctor shook his head and wore a glum look on his face.\u00a0 \u201cPretty bad off I\u2019m afraid, Mr. Cartwright.\u00a0 He\u2019s malnourished and has suffered an awful lot of abuse.\u00a0 He\u2019s come around a few times and I\u2019ve gotten some fluids into him, but that\u2019s about it.\u00a0 He\u2019s also very light sensitive, so I had to tie a cloth over his eyes.\u00a0 But, from what the sheriff told me, it\u2019s to be expected after being kept in the darkness for so long.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cMay we see him?\u201d Ben asked, his eyes searching the office, hoping to catch a glimpse of his youngest.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Hosea nodded and turned to lead all of the men into the back room.\u00a0 They milled in and spread out on all sides of the bed where Joe was apparently fast asleep.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cJoseph!\u00a0 Oh Joseph!\u201d Ben whispered, as his hand settled onto the boy\u2019s forehead.\u00a0 His eyes tracked downward and caught the sight of what looked like some kind of rope burn around his son\u2019s neck.\u00a0 The fingers of Ben\u2019s right hand trembled as he reached down and softly stroked the marks there.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI know he looks bad, Mr. Cartwright.\u00a0 Your son has gone through unimaginable torture and abuse.\u00a0 Those marks around his neck looks like someone used some kind of a garrote.\u00a0 They obviously weren\u2019t intending to kill him or he wouldn\u2019t still be alive, but they surely terrorized the boy.\u00a0 Unfortunately I\u2019ve not been able to do too much for your son.\u00a0 He got very agitated when I tried to get him out of those filthy clothes so I had to give up.\u00a0 All I could do was get his face and arms washed off a bit.\u00a0 He only settled down a little once I gave him that towel to cover his eyes.\u00a0 Those wrists of his are raw from having been tied up for so long.\u00a0 I tried to tend them as best I could.\u00a0 My opinion is that you get him back home just as soon as possible.\u00a0 Then maybe your local doctor might have more luck tending to him.\u00a0 Is Paul Martin still there in Virginia City?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cYes \u2013 as a matter of fact he\u2019s the doctor who delivered this young man,\u201d Ben answered.\u00a0 He was finding the sight of his son to be heartbreaking.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI know him well, though I\u2019ve not seen Paul in years.\u00a0 You be sure to give him my best.\u00a0 Why don\u2019t you men go rest a bit and maybe then come back and carry this boy back to your home?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI\u2019ll be sure to let Paul know you sent your regards.\u00a0 And, yes, we do want to get Joe home.\u00a0 But, I\u2019d like to go and see where they kept Joseph.\u00a0 I need to have a good look \u2013and also maybe find some kind of information which might lead to whoever did this to my son.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cPa, I\u2019ll stay here with Little Joe.\u00a0 You and Adam go with the sheriff.\u00a0 Then, once you all return we can pack Joe up and start back for the ranch,\u201d Hoss offered, settling down into a chair next to his brother.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cThat okay with you, Sheriff?\u201d Ben asked, turning to face the man.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cFine by me, and I\u2019ll introduce you to the man who found the boy too.\u00a0 Doc we won\u2019t be long,\u201d Bill said as he readied to leave for the cabin.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cYes, of course,\u201d the doctor nodded and watched as three very determined men readied to leave the office.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben brushed the matted hair from his son\u2019s forehead and bent closer to his youngest and whispered to him, \u201cJoseph, I\u2019ll be right back and then we\u2019ll get you home.\u00a0 I love you, Son.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI won\u2019t leave him for a minute,\u201d Hoss reassured his pa, trying to ease his father\u2019s mind so he could go and try to find some answers that they all needed.\u00a0 Ben nodded over at his middle boy and then turned with Adam and the sheriff and left the office.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI\u2019m right here, Little Brother,\u201d Hoss whispered, and set his massive right hand down onto his brother\u2019s right arm.\u00a0 \u201cNobody\u2019s gonna hurt you no more, Joe!\u201d Hoss vowed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>**************<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cRight over there!\u201d the sheriff pointed to the back wall of the root cellar.\u00a0 \u201cThat\u2019s where Jax found him, and where I helped pull your boy out a little while later.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben bent down and noticed the filthy conditions where his son had been kept for so many months.\u00a0 He saw the well-worn ropes which had bound his son\u2019s wrists for so long, now just lying on the ground where the sheriff had laid them.\u00a0 The stench inside the cramped room was awful, and all three men noticed the metal dinner plates which now housed only a few maggots on them.\u00a0 Adam noticed the half empty pickle jar and another mason jar unopened next to it.\u00a0 He shook his head in disgust.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI guess you and that other man found my brother in the nick of time.\u00a0 I don\u2019t see anything else around here that my brother could have eaten.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cYeah, we came back and inspected the place when we got the kid to the Doc\u2019s.\u00a0 We looked upstairs too.\u00a0 There\u2019s nothing there either, other than a lot of empty whiskey bottles.\u00a0 Even if there had been any food I doubt your son could\u2019ve made it up there, Mr. Cartwright.\u00a0 The doctor said his left leg was broken so bad that he never could\u2019ve gotten out of this cabin without help.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben drew in a deep breath and held it in for a long while.\u00a0 He had to fight the intense anger which permeated his very soul.\u00a0 Someone had taken his son away from him and had hurt him so badly and now he needed to find out who it was.\u00a0 Ben knew that somehow Preston was involved, but the evil man hadn\u2019t given up any clues in the entire three months.\u00a0 Unfortunately, there hadn\u2019t been anything that the law could do to make him tell the truth, though Ben had desired to beat it out of him every single day.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI\u2019ve brought the reward money with me,\u201d Ben began, and tried not to focus on the filthy conditions there in the cellar.\u00a0 \u201cI\u2019d like to divide it between both you and that Jax fellow who found Joseph.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI\u2019ll introduce you to him when we get back into town.\u00a0 But, as for me I don\u2019t need no money for helping you find your son.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cYou\u2019ll have it anyway,\u201d Ben insisted and then turned towards his eldest.\u00a0 \u201cYou ready to go, Son?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI\u2019ve been ready since we got here, Pa.\u00a0 I don\u2019t see anything that will lead us to who did this to Joe.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cIf I learn of anything, Mr. Cartwright, I\u2019ll be sure to let your sheriff know.\u00a0 Let\u2019s go,\u201d the sheriff vowed, as the three men moved up the stairs.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>***************<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Before leaving that evening for the Ponderosa, Ben Cartwright and his two oldest sons met and thanked Jax for all that he had done to find and get help for Joe.\u00a0 He had given the man most of the money, save two thousand dollars, which Jax insisted be given to Sheriff Turley.\u00a0 Both Jax and Bill thanked Ben and had even assisted in getting Joe Cartwright settled into the buckboard.\u00a0 The Cartwrights paid the doctor for his services and thanked him for all that he had done to tend to Joe.\u00a0 With all that behind them, finally an intact Cartwright family headed homeward.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">The long road home had been strangely quiet.\u00a0 Joe had only come around a few times, and though Ben had done his best to get the boy to take in some water he had refused.\u00a0 It was only when Hoss had made an attempt at getting his brother to drink that Joe had responded and almost emptied an entire canteen of water.\u00a0 Adam and Ben were both a bit shaken over the fact that Joe had shown no sign of wanting anything to do with either of them.\u00a0 It had only been Hoss, and Hoss alone, who his little brother would even attempt to take any notice of.\u00a0 Joe had refused to eat for any of the three men, and had simply turned his head at the very mention of food.\u00a0 Ben was worried, especially over the fact that Joe looked so very pale and gaunt.\u00a0 He was well aware that the boy needed nourishment, but decided that perhaps once Joseph was home in his own bed in familiar surroundings, that he would cooperate more.\u00a0 The worried father still couldn\u2019t take his eyes off of his youngest as he rode behind the wagon staring over at him.\u00a0 The towel was still firmly in place over the boy\u2019s eyes as the doctor in Littleton had advised.\u00a0 Ben hoped that Doctor Martin could help tend Joseph once they were back to the Ponderosa, and then maybe everyone could breathe a little more easily.\u00a0 Pa would soon learn that Joseph had endured far more horror during the three months he had been held captive than anyone could ever have imagined.\u00a0 Coming home was not going to be the end of the ordeal, but only the beginning.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>***************<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Hop Sing had been advised about all that Doctor Watkins had said regarding Joe\u2019s condition.\u00a0 He insisted the other three Cartwrights eat the dinner he had prepared and then he tended to Little Joe.\u00a0 Bringing with him fresh water, soap and towels, the Oriental member of the family went right to work trying to scrub the boy down in an attempt to rid him of the filth from the cellar. \u00a0 Joe had slept on, even after the cook had stripped him of what remained of his tattered clothes.\u00a0 He settled his charge under the clean sheets and heavy quilt just as Ben entered the bedroom.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cThank you for getting the boy cleaned and into a nightshirt.\u00a0 We wanted to do that back at the doctor\u2019s place in Littleton, but he advised us to wait.\u201d Ben nodded over to his friend.\u00a0 \u201cI know Joseph needs a good bath, but that\u2019ll have to wait until Paul gets here and advises us of his condition.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cLittle Joe hurt vely bad, Mister Ben,\u201d Hop Sing called over sadly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben nodded and took a seat next to the bed.\u00a0 \u201cI know.\u00a0 He\u2019s been through so much abuse I can hardly stand to think of what all was done to this boy.\u00a0 Joseph didn\u2019t want to have anything to do with me or Adam on the way home.\u00a0 Hoss was the only one who could get him to drink anything.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Hop Sing placed his hand on his employer and friend\u2019s shoulder and replied, \u201cLittle Joe not think right yet.\u00a0 Maybe head clouded.\u00a0 One thing Hop Sing know and that is boy love you vely much. \u00a0 Must give Little Joe time.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben sighed and let his hand fall down onto Joe\u2019s left arm.\u00a0 \u201cI know, Old Friend.\u00a0 Why don\u2019t you go and check on the other boys?\u00a0 Make sure they\u2019ve eaten their fill for me.\u00a0 They\u2019ve had a long trip.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Hop Sing nodded and tried his best to send over a confident smile towards Ben.\u00a0 \u201cYou stay, you sit with boy.\u00a0 He always knows you here.\u00a0 Hop Sing come back in little while,\u201d he said and left the room to allow Ben time to be alone with the boy he had missed so much.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cJoseph,\u201d Ben whispered, leaning towards the bed.\u00a0 \u201cYou have to know I looked for you.\u00a0 You know you\u2019re all I\u2019ve thought about all of these months.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe started to come around and began to thrash his arms about.\u00a0 \u201cNo!\u201d He shouted and sat up on the bed suddenly.\u00a0 The towel had fallen from his eyes and his hands frantically reached out to find it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cRight here, Son.\u00a0 I\u2019ve got it &#8212; here you go,\u201d Pa insisted and grabbed the towel and tried to put it into Joe\u2019s hands.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe snatched the towel and pushed it up over his eyes.\u00a0 \u201cPut that lamp out!\u00a0 Put it out!\u201d Joe yelled, very agitated.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben was surprised to hear the intense anger in his son\u2019s voice.\u00a0 He wondered if Joe even knew he was home.\u00a0 \u201cIt\u2019s okay, Joseph &#8212; you\u2019re here in your own room now.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cPut it out!\u201d Joe shouted once more, and drew his quilt up over his head.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI\u2019ll put it out &#8212; settle down &#8212; I\u2019ll do it right now,\u201d Pa tried to get his son to calm down.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Doctor Paul Martin stood in the doorway of Joe\u2019s room and watched in shock at what had just happened between Ben and his son.\u00a0 Both Adam and Hoss had given him a brief explanation on all that had gone on in Littleton and on the road home but he wasn\u2019t expecting what he had just witnessed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cGo away!\u201d Joe shouted, though never coming out from under his quilt.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cLet me help,\u201d Paul said, as he drew closer to Ben.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI just don\u2019t know what\u2019s gotten him so upset.\u00a0 I told him I\u2019d put out the light,\u201d Ben addressed the other man.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Doctor Martin knew what he had to do, though he wished it wasn\u2019t necessary.\u00a0 He reached inside his black medical bag and drew out a syringe and a vial of medicine.\u00a0 He tilted the vial and drew up the sedative.\u00a0 \u201cGrab that left arm, Ben.\u00a0 This won\u2019t take but a minute.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Pa did as was requested and pulled his son\u2019s left arm out from under the quilt and held it still for the doctor.\u00a0 The injection was done quickly and within a few minutes there was no fight left in Joe.\u00a0 The two men pulled the quilt down from where Joe had brought it over his face.\u00a0 He was sound asleep due to the sedative.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cGo ahead and take the towel off his eyes now, Ben.\u00a0 Then I need to check him over,\u201d Paul spoke out calmly.\u00a0 He could tell that the examination wouldn\u2019t be a pleasant one, even though his patient wouldn\u2019t give them anymore trouble.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben removed the towel from his son\u2019s eyes and stepped back and looked over at the doctor.\u00a0 \u201cI don\u2019t know what\u2019s going on with him, Paul.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cThree months of God knows what, Ben.\u00a0 Are you up for this?\u00a0 I told Hoss and Adam to wait downstairs.\u00a0 You can go down there too if you want?\u201d Paul offered.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben shook his head adamantly.\u00a0 \u201cI need to see what\u2019s been done to my son.\u00a0 I need to know.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Paul sighed to himself. \u00a0 He should have known that Ben would act even more protective now that he finally had Joe back with him.\u00a0 \u201cOkay, let\u2019s check him over good. \u00a0 I already know about his eyes, but I need to make sure it isn\u2019t anything more than light sensitivity.\u00a0 I guess we\u2019ll start there.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">The two men began the thorough examination.\u00a0 After checking the boy\u2019s eyes, they pulled up the nightshirt and then meticulously began to inspect the rest of his body.\u00a0 There were scars all over, some that were very badly festered.\u00a0 Doctor Martin hadn\u2019t missed the ligature marks that were still visible around Joe\u2019s neck.\u00a0 He dabbed some ointment onto that area, and did the same with both of the boy\u2019s wrists, and then continued with the examination. Ben grimaced when they carefully rolled Joe onto his stomach. \u00a0 He suddenly felt as though he would be sick and had turned away from the sight of his son momentarily.\u00a0 Finally focusing back on the still figure on the bed, Ben swore to himself that there would be hell to pay now as he got a good look at what had been done to his son.\u00a0 Doctor Martin just shook his head in disbelief and tried to regroup a bit.\u00a0 He noticed the way Ben now stood so rigid and silent with his dark eyes staring intently at the damage to his boy\u2019s back.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI\u2019ll do what I can, Ben,\u201d Paul offered, and reached inside his medical bag for antiseptic, medicine and bandages.\u00a0 He would have to do what he could, though many of the injuries went beyond his expertise.\u00a0 Joe\u2019s back was a mass of bruises, cuts and some very deep bites which showed signs of infection.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben watched in stunned silence as the family physician tenderly tried to ease his son\u2019s pain and held back the rage that they were both experiencing.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI can\u2019t believe this happened,\u201d Paul muttered and shook his head indignantly.\u00a0 \u201cThe poor kid went through this savagery in the past, but this time it\u2019s far worse! \u00a0 I thought I\u2019d seen it all &#8212; but I was wrong.\u00a0 What\u2019s it been &#8212; four years, Ben?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cYes &#8212; it was four years ago,\u201d Ben seethed furiously as he remembered the past harm which had befallen his youngest son.\u00a0 Joseph had almost taken his life back then, due to the cruelty he had endured, and now that same kind of sadistic attack had been magnified by three straight months of abuse.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">The doctor groaned aloud and then stood to take the kinks out of his back.\u00a0 He forced himself to focus his attention to other injuries for his sake and for Ben\u2019s.\u00a0 Paul called out, \u201cNow let\u2019s see to that leg.\u201d\u00a0 The two men carefully maneuvered Joe on to his back once more.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben pulled the sheet and quilt up from the bottom of the bed so they could both get a good look at Joe\u2019s left leg.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cNasty break &#8212; very nasty break,\u201d Paul announced, as he prodded the broken bones just under Joe\u2019s left knee.\u00a0 \u201cI don\u2019t know who the hell set this, but they didn\u2019t know what they were doing!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI know &#8212; I had a look at it when we were out on the trail.\u00a0 I wanted so badly to try and ask Joseph &#8212; but\u2014well&#8212; he\u2019s been out of it,\u201d Ben sadly replied.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI guess we\u2019re just going to have to settle for one thing at a time right now, Ben.\u00a0 Unfortunately it\u2019s been much too long since it was broken to try to just reset it.\u00a0 If it had just been done in the last week I probably could try and fix it. \u00a0 But the bones have already begun to knit together.\u00a0 This boy needs surgery, but he\u2019s got a lot of other issues to deal with first.\u00a0 As soon as we can get some food into him I think it would be a good thing for him to get a good hot bath.\u00a0 From what I was told he\u2019s been in a very dark and dank cellar for a long time.\u00a0 I want to make sure his lungs haven\u2019t been affected.\u00a0 There\u2019s only a little rasping I heard when I listened, but we can\u2019t presume anything looking at him right now.\u00a0 A bath might also help some of his other injuries too. \u00a0 So, let\u2019s start with food then a bath, and we also need to keep tending those wounds I found on his back.\u00a0 I\u2019ll leave you some medicine for those, it\u2019ll help with that infection.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cAnd \u2013 well \u2013 the rest of it?\u201d Ben chose his words carefully.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Paul shook his head woefully and replied, \u201cJoe needs time, Ben, time and compassion.\u00a0 That\u2019s about the best advice I can offer to you right now.\u00a0 This poor kid has been through more pain and suffering than anyone I\u2019ve ever tended before.\u00a0 Yes, he has a lot of scars, and some of them we can\u2019t see.\u00a0 Just take it easy on him for now.\u00a0 I know how worried you are, and I know how much you\u2019ve missed him.\u00a0 But, I\u2019m afraid your son has a lot of emotional issues to deal with that won\u2019t go away any time soon.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cYou said you think his eyes will be okay?\u201d Ben tried to turn to something positive now.\u00a0 His heart was breaking over all of the awful sights he had witnessed over the past hour and he had to come up with anything that might be good news.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cOf course I\u2019ll check them over better once we can talk to him rationally.\u00a0 But, from the way they responded his vision should be fine.\u00a0 As for the light sensitivity, I have some dark glasses in my bag that I\u2019ll leave for the boy.\u00a0 It\u2019s a better solution than him having a blindfold.\u00a0 He doesn\u2019t need that kind of trauma on top of all the rest.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cWhat about the lamp?\u00a0 He insisted on me turning it all the way down just as you got here.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI think that was mostly fear, Ben,\u201d Paul reached out and touched his friend\u2019s arm to calm him.\u00a0 \u201cMaybe if you keep it at half wick for now &#8212; that ought to be enough for you to tend to him but not set him off again?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben nodded and then pulled the covers back over his son\u2019s leg and chest.\u00a0 \u201cWhat should I tell his brothers?\u201d Ben alluded to all that he and Paul had witnessed during the examination.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cYou just tell them to go easy on their little brother.\u00a0 You don\u2019t need to get into the particulars.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cJoseph seems to respond best to Hoss right now.\u00a0 I\u2019ll go and get him to sit with Joe and then I\u2019ll see if I can find you a brandy.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Paul pulled out a pair of dark glasses from his medical bag and placed them on the night stand next to the lamp.\u00a0 \u201cI won\u2019t turn that down, Ben.\u00a0 I think you and I both could use one.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cBe right back, Paul,\u201d Ben returned.\u00a0 He cast a sorrowful glance over at Joseph and then walked out of the bedroom.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI\u2019m so sorry, Joe,\u201d Paul whispered, and sat down next to the young man on the bed.\u00a0 He reached over and felt of his patient\u2019s pulse and shook his head sadly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>*************<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Hoss had remained in the chair next to his brother\u2019s bed all night.\u00a0 He had dozed off and on, but always woke at the faintest sound coming from Joe.\u00a0 Finally he heard the sound of the voice in the bed, though it was barely audible.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cJoe?\u00a0 Hey Little Brother, can you hear me?\u201d Hoss called out, resting a hand on the boy\u2019s arm.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe shot his arm over his eyes and groaned.\u00a0 \u201cMy eyes &#8212; my eyes,\u201d he muttered.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cHere you go, Buddy.\u00a0 Put these on, you\u2019ll be able to see some but it won\u2019t be too much on you,\u201d Hoss insisted as he handed his brother the dark glasses that the doctor had left for him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">With his hands shaky, Joe slowly pulled up what had been handed to him.\u00a0 He warily placed the glasses over his eyes and settled the ends around both of his ears.\u00a0 He blinked several times and then spotted the shaded vision of his brother\u2019s face.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cHoss &#8212; guess that\u2019s you, huh?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Hoss smiled and nodded toward his brother.\u00a0 \u201cYep, and I don\u2019t know how you feel to see my ugly face but I sure am glad to see you!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe tried to cast a glance around the room.\u00a0 \u201cHow long have I been here?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cWe all got back yesterday.\u00a0 You\u2019ve been out of it, Joe.\u00a0 But, once we get some food into you, well, you\u2019ll start to get better real soon.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cHow&#8212; how long have I been gone?\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Hoss wondered if he was supposed to tell his brother the truth.\u00a0 No-one had mentioned what to say once the boy had come around.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe noticed the way his brother hadn\u2019t replied right away so he urged him out with it.\u00a0 \u201cJust tell me, will you?\u00a0 I mean what difference does it make anyway?\u00a0 I know I\u2019ve been gone a long time.\u00a0 Just spill it already.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cThree months, Little Brother.\u00a0 But, there wasn\u2019t one day that went by that all of us weren\u2019t out looking for you,\u201d He tried to explain.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe sucked in a breath and fought with his emotions.\u00a0 He didn\u2019t really know how he felt about being gone and he didn\u2019t really know how he felt about being home either.\u00a0 Joe\u2019s hand reached up to his head and felt the long matted locks on his head that fell all the way past his shoulders.\u00a0 He also felt the thick stubble of beard on his face.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI must look like Rip Van Winkle, huh?\u201d Joe attempted to make light of his rough appearance.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Hoss could read right through his brother\u2019s vain attempt to prove his bravery.\u00a0 He could tell that behind the bravado there was an intense sadness.\u00a0 \u201cYou don\u2019t look all that bad, Joe.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cHoss, how about getting Hop Sing to get a bath set up for me?\u00a0 I\u2019m pretty sure I must smell as awful as I look and feel right now,\u201d Joe asked quietly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI tell you what &#8212; if you\u2019ll drink some water right now and do justice to the broth Hop Sing\u2019s been cooking all night, I\u2019m pretty sure we can get him to get you a nice hot bath ready.\u00a0 I\u2019ll even bring that tub right inside your room so you don\u2019t have to move too much.\u201d\u00a0 Hoss handed his brother a glass of water and Joe drank most of the contents in response to what he had said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cNo, Brother, just have him set it up in the guest room next door, will you?\u00a0 I need to move around a bit,\u201d Joe argued.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Before Hoss could reply, both Ben and Adam walked into Joe\u2019s bedroom.\u00a0 They moved to stand up at the head of the bed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cGood to see you awake, Joe,\u201d Adam said, smiling down at the boy.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cYes, it sure is, Joseph, are you hungry?\u201d Ben asked and sat down on the bed right next to his son.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe ignored both his father and Adam and turned his attention back to Hoss.\u00a0 \u201cWill you get that bath ready for me now?\u00a0 I want to get cleaned up.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben and Adam exchanged concerned glances.\u00a0 \u201cJoseph, we need to explain some things to you.\u00a0 You know when you disappeared &#8212;\u201c<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe cut his father off sharply, \u201cI don\u2019t want to hear it!\u00a0 You two just go do whatever you want to do, I don\u2019t care.\u00a0 Hoss can help me with anything I need.\u00a0 I\u2019m not your concern anymore &#8212; if I ever was.\u00a0 Now, will you both leave or do I need to get out of here?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Hoss reached over and touched his father\u2019s arm and then stared directly at him.\u00a0 He shook his head and tried to give him a sign that he would handle Joe for the time being until things could get straightened out.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben stood from the bed, very visibly upset.\u00a0 \u201cJoseph &#8212;- you\u2019ve always been my concern.\u00a0 But, I don\u2019t want to get you angry so I\u2019ll leave you with your brother for now.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cKid, you know we all have been trying for months to find you,\u201d Adam tried his best to get through to his brother.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cLeave!\u201d Joe shouted, staring up at Adam angrily.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Hoss watched as the rest of his family retreated out of the bedroom crestfallen.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI\u2019ll go get you that broth, Joe, and I\u2019ll tell Hop Sing to get that bath water heated up too.\u00a0 Just rest easy, okay?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe nodded and closed his eyes as his brother left the room.\u00a0 He finally had time to ponder on the fact that he had only spent three months in captivity.\u00a0 Joe was sure it had been many years, so Hoss\u2019 information had come as a big shock to him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>*************<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cPa, the kid\u2019s just a bit out of his head right now, and none of us can blame him,\u201d Hoss tried to get through to his father.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI need to explain everything to him, Son. \u00a0 He can\u2019t believe that both Adam and I didn\u2019t try to find him!\u00a0 I just don\u2019t understand it,\u201d Ben replied, his heart sinking in his chest.\u00a0 He needed to be around the boy who he had missed for so many months.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cWe don\u2019t know what whoever held Joe told him, Pa.\u00a0 It could\u2019ve been anything.\u00a0 I\u2019ll tell you what &#8212; how about once I get him back in his room after he has his bath I\u2019ll just leave his door open some and you can listen in while I try and talk to him about it?\u00a0 That way you\u2019ll hear it right from his own mouth.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben groaned, he wished there was a better solution, but he couldn\u2019t come up with anything.\u00a0 \u201cOkay, Hoss.\u00a0 You let me know when you get ready to get him back into bed.\u00a0 Oh, watch that leg of his &#8212; it\u2019s bad &#8212; real bad!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI\u2019ll keep my eye on his every move,\u201d Hoss tried to reassure his pa.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben thought a few minutes and then replied, \u201cAnd, Son, give him a little privacy, will you?\u00a0 I mean once he gets into the tub, let him have time to himself.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cHuh?\u201d Hoss didn\u2019t understand what his father was getting at.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben worried that Hoss might discover what had happened to Joe simply by noticing some of the wounds there on the boy\u2019s back.\u00a0 He wanted to protect Joe as well as the tender-hearted middle son.\u00a0 As far as Ben was concerned no-one else in the family needed to know all of the details of what his youngest had endured.\u00a0 He also knew that it wouldn\u2019t go down well with Joseph if the boy thought that anyone was asking too many questions.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cJust give him some privacy.\u00a0 Hoss, the kid\u2019s been through the mill.\u00a0 Just try to understand, okay?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Hoss nodded as he turned into the kitchen to get his brother\u2019s broth.\u00a0 \u201cSure thing, Pa.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>**************<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe had finished his broth, and he had been informed that Hop Sing had a bath waiting for him in the next room.\u00a0 Hoss handed his brother his robe, trying not to stare at the noticeable marks that were still visible around Joe\u2019s neck.\u00a0 He tried his best not to think on those, the implications were far too frightening. Hoss watched Joe\u2019s face flinch with pain as he slowly swung his legs over to the side of the bed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cLet me help you, Joe,\u201d Hoss urged, as he chewed at his bottom lip, so afraid that his brother would fall down if he attempted to stand up.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI\u2019ve got this,\u201d Joe replied and held onto the side of the bed and pulled himself up.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cBut your leg &#8212;<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI can walk!\u201d Joe returned angrily.\u00a0 He stared over at his brother and realized he had hurt him with his attitude.\u00a0 \u201cSorry, Hoss, I didn\u2019t mean to go off on you.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cYou sure you can walk, Little Brother?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe tried to laugh, but the sound came off as lame as his leg.\u00a0 \u201cYeah, not so\u2019s you\u2019d know it \u2013 but I can walk.\u00a0 Just stand off to my left side, just in case I wobble a bit.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Hoss tried his best not to hover, but it was getting harder by the minute.\u00a0 Joe looked like a hobbled horse as he barely made it into the next room limping badly. Both brothers were relieved when Joe lighted down onto the bench which had been placed within a few feet from the bathtub.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cHoss, will you ask Hop Sing to bring his scissors up?\u00a0 I\u2019ll go ahead and start soaking while you do that.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cCan I help you get into the tub, just so you don\u2019t fall?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe shook his head adamantly, \u201c Hoss, I have been taking a bath by myself for a lot of years, and lame or not I think I can manage it.\u00a0 But, looks like Hop Sing gifted me some of his good smelling stuff so, I\u2019ll get some bubbles worked up and you can come back in a bit with Hop Sing, okay?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cWell, I\u2019m gonna stand right outside this room until you yell that you got into that tub without falling.\u00a0 Then I\u2019ll go get Hop Sing and his scissors,\u201d Hoss persisted.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cFine,\u201d Joe frowned.\u00a0 \u201cGo on, leave me be and I\u2019ll yell out to you in a minute.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Hoss nodded and left his brother alone for the time being.\u00a0 Joe pulled off his robe and eased over to the tub.\u00a0 He carefully dragged his bad leg over to the edge and got it under the water before pulling his right leg inside.\u00a0 \u201cI\u2019m in.\u00a0 Now go get lost awhile!\u201d Joe shouted and then eased underneath the hot water.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe closed his eyes and tried not to remember the last time he had enjoyed a bath, it had been far too long ago.\u00a0 He let his body stretch out until the water rose to his top lip.\u00a0 Joe\u2019s mind went back to the feeling of the cold water there in the cabin.\u00a0 Buckets of cold water, and all of them had been dumped on him by his two captors.\u00a0 He squeezed both of his eyes shut tightly and prayed that he could drown all of the frightening memories away under the hot water.\u00a0 It wasn\u2019t going to happen.\u00a0 Joe had done his best to hide the fact that his entire body hurt as he had walked from his bedroom to the guest room next door.\u00a0 He hadn\u2019t wanted Hoss to know about the many wounds which couldn\u2019t be detected outwardly, but were buried down deep inside of him.\u00a0 Some of those were emotional injuries, but there were others that were physical ones, and they would just have to remain hidden from his family.\u00a0 Joe would just have to keep those secret for his own well-being.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Both Hoss and Hop Sing had been allowed to come inside the guest room after Joe had been soaking a half of an hour.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cYou hold still and Hop Sing work oil through hair, that way get rid of most of your knots,\u201d the cook urged the boy in the tub to ease back and let him help loosen the large amount of matted hair that had formed after months of not brushing Joe\u2019s curls.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cNo oil.\u00a0 Just cut them off,\u201d Joe replied harshly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Hop Sing stared over at Hoss and he had a very puzzled look on his face.\u00a0 Little Joe was very particular about his hair and liked to wear it long, almost touching the collar of his shirt.\u00a0 Now, the young man was telling the cook to just cut as much off as he wanted to.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cKnots vely bad, to cut out Hop Sing would have to cut vely short!\u00a0 Let use oil, and Hop Sing not have to cut so much.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI don\u2019t care how short you\u2019ve got to cut it, Hop Sing!\u00a0 Just do it.\u00a0 You think that I care what I look like now?\u00a0 I mean have you even taken a good gander at me?\u00a0 I\u2019m skin and bones and I look like Hell warmed over.\u00a0 So what do I care if you cut all of my hair off?\u00a0 Just do it already!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Hop Sing looked pleadingly over to Hoss and hoped he would advise him with what he should do.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Finally Hoss gave in to his brother\u2019s request and said to the cook, \u201cHop Sing take off all that you need to in order to get all of them knots out.\u00a0 Joe\u2019s hair grows pretty fast anyhow.\u00a0 Why it won\u2019t be another month before Pa will be yelling at him to get a haircut because it\u2019s all grown out.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Hop Sing placed a towel down onto the floor and with a heavy heart began to cut away most of Joe Cartwright\u2019s curly hair.\u00a0 By the time he was finished Joe\u2019s hair was short and cropped close to his scalp.\u00a0 Afterwards, Hop Sing assisted the young man with shaving his face and then Joe insisted he was ready to have some privacy.\u00a0 He soaked in the tub for a while longer before calling out for his brother.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben watched from the end of the hallway as Hoss walked Joseph back to his bedroom a little while later.\u00a0 He couldn\u2019t help noticing that his youngest son\u2019s hair had been cut very short, perhaps shorter than he\u2019d seen it since Joe was a small child.\u00a0 The sight pained the anxious father, for he knew it had meant that Joseph no longer cared about his appearance, and that was a very bad sign.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cYou feel better, Little Brother?\u201d Hoss asked, as Joe eased back into his bed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cCleaner at least,\u201d Joe nodded.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Hoss walked over to his brother\u2019s nightstand and drew up the pitcher.\u00a0 \u201cI\u2019ll be right back, I\u2019m going to get you some more water,\u201d he announced and left the room.\u00a0 Out in the hall he motioned to his father to follow him down the stairs.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cWhen I bring up this pitcher,\u201d Hoss paused as he poured some cool water from the pump in the kitchen into the container, \u201cfollow behind me, but be sure to stand off to the side where Joe can\u2019t see you.\u00a0 I\u2019m going to try to get some answers from him.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben nodded that he understood his son\u2019s plan and followed him back up into the hallway.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cHere you go, it\u2019s nice and cold too,\u201d Hoss placed the pitcher back onto the nightstand and poured his brother a glass.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cThanks,\u201d Joe nodded and took a few sips.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Settling down in the chair next to the bed, Hoss tried to choose his words carefully, not wanting to set his brother off.\u00a0 \u201cJoe, remember when you and me were just kids and we\u2019d tell each other our troubles even when we couldn\u2019t tell them to Pa or Adam?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe looked over suspiciously at his brother.\u00a0 \u201cWhere are you going with this?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Hoss shrugged his shoulders and replied, \u201cI was just thinking how close the two of us have always been, you know?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cYou\u2019re trying to get me to talk about Pa and Adam,\u201d Joe frowned.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI know you\u2019ve been through things that none of us can even understand because it\u2019s not happened to us.\u00a0 But, Joe, you just have to know how much Pa cares about you &#8212; and Adam does too.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cSure,\u201d Joe frowned.\u00a0 \u201cPa cares so much about me!\u00a0 I guess he didn\u2019t tell you the reason I just spent three months in Hell, right?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cHuh?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cHe left me, Hoss.\u00a0 He left me and rode away with Adam there at his side.\u00a0 I wouldn\u2019t have gone through any of this if he hadn\u2019t chosen Adam over me!\u201d\u00a0 Joe yelled, his temper flaring now that the image was back in his mind.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cJoe &#8212; did you see them?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cOf course I saw them, Hoss!\u00a0 What &#8212; do you think I\u2019m making this up?\u00a0 I suppose I made up three months of non-stop torture too!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cPreston made Pa leave, Joe.\u00a0 Adam got shot by that gunslinger J. T. Bridger and Preston told Pa that he\u2019d better leave or they\u2019d kill you right in front of him.\u00a0 Pa got Adam into Doc\u2019s then he sent Roy out there to fetch you back!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cStop it!\u201d Joe screamed, and forced his eyes closed even under the dark glasses.\u00a0 \u201cI don\u2019t want to hear any more of it!\u00a0 Pa made his choice and I paid the price, now I don\u2019t want to talk about it.\u00a0 Just go away.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Hoss stood from the chair and tried to calm his brother. He attempted to rest a hand onto Joe\u2019s shoulder but he shoved it away.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI said go away, Hoss!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cJoe, Pa didn\u2019t have a choice.\u00a0 What was he supposed to do?\u00a0 Let that gunman kill you?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cHaven\u2019t you figured it out yet, Hoss?\u00a0 I <\/span><b>did<\/b><span style=\"font-weight: 400\"> get killed!\u00a0 I got killed every day for three months!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cJoe \u2013 Joe you ain\u2019t dead.\u00a0 You\u2019ve been hurt but you ain\u2019t dead,\u201d Hoss whispered.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cThere\u2019s plenty of ways to kill a man, and I\u2019ve had a taste of all of them.\u00a0 Now will you go away?\u00a0 I want to be alone!\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Hoss shook his head sadly and replied gently, \u201cLittle Brother, you\u2019ve been alone for three months.\u00a0 You don\u2019t really want to be alone anymore, now do you?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe laughed bitterly and retorted, \u201cOh, I wasn\u2019t alone!\u00a0 No, I wasn\u2019t alone at all.\u00a0 I had two men who did their best to keep me company and show me a good time.\u00a0 Now leave and I mean it, Hoss!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Turning for the door, Hoss cast a downhearted look over at his brother.\u00a0 \u201cI\u2019m sorry, Joe, I really am.\u00a0 I wasn\u2019t trying to hurt you. \u00a0 I just wanted you to understand how much we tried to find you because we all love you.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe rolled onto his side and away from the departing figure of Hoss.\u00a0 He closed his eyes and prayed that he could just go back to sleep.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben reached his hand over to his middle son as he turned out into the hallway.\u00a0 \u201cI\u2019m sorry, Son.\u00a0 I know you tried your best.\u00a0 Maybe it\u2019s just too soon.\u00a0 Joseph has been through so much, that he\u2019s just not ready to deal with any of this yet.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cWhat did those men put him through, Pa?\u00a0 Those marks around his neck, it looks like they tried to strangle the kid!\u00a0 What all was done to my brother?\u201d Hoss pleaded for an answer as to why his brother was in so much obvious pain and distress.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben shook his head and drew in a deep breath.\u00a0 He knew some of what Joe had been put through, but not all of it.\u00a0 From what he and Doc Martin had seen the previous night, that in itself was more than enough to have sent his son over the deep end of despair.\u00a0 Pa couldn\u2019t explain much of what he had witnessed to Hoss it would be far too much for him to deal with at the time.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI\u2019m not sure, Hoss.\u00a0 I\u2019ve seen exactly what you have, and none of it is anything short of torture.\u00a0 He\u2019s endured three straight months of abuse, that\u2019s the one thing that I do know.\u00a0 Everything else we\u2019ll have to wait for Joseph to tell us, if he can ever handle that.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cDid you hear that Joe said that there were two of them, Pa?\u00a0 So, two others are involved besides Preston and J.T.\u00a0 I want to get my hands on all of them and choke the life out of them with my bare hands!\u00a0 They tried to choke my brother so they\u2019ve got that coming back to them!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cWe all want to go after all of those who were involved in this, Son.\u00a0 There will be a time for that, I promise you! \u00a0 We will get justice for Joe before all of this is over.\u00a0 But, right now, the most important thing we can do is to try to get Joseph better.\u00a0 I\u2019m glad you got him to talk, even though he didn\u2019t say too much. \u00a0 At least now we know that Joe must\u2019ve seen me riding away. \u00a0 He said that he saw me riding off with Adam at my side.\u00a0 I guess he became conscious right after Preston made me turn and ride off.\u00a0 Hopefully, as he starts to come to terms with all of what he\u2019s gone through, we\u2019ll get more details that will help find out who stole him away from us.\u00a0 Now, getting back to the present, \u00a0 I hope that Joseph will eat, even if it\u2019s just for Hop Sing right now.\u00a0 The boy has some infection going on and he\u2019s going to need some strength in order to fight it off. \u00a0 Let\u2019s focus on that for right now.\u00a0 Hopefully Joseph will sleep for a while.\u00a0 I\u2019ll go check on him in a bit.\u00a0 Let\u2019s go and talk to Hop Sing,\u201d Ben directed, as he walked down the stairs with his middle boy at his side.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>**************<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Hop Sing made a simple meal of scrambled eggs, toast and bacon.\u00a0 He knew Little Joe always liked breakfast, even if it wasn\u2019t served in the morning.\u00a0 Carrying a tray in his hands he walked into the boy\u2019s bedroom a few hours after Joe had taken a good long nap.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cYou eat for Hop Sing,\u201d the cook called out and placed the tray down in front of Joe.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Looking down at all the food Joe thought on all of the rancid beans he had eaten over the past several months.\u00a0 He thought back then that he\u2019d never taste another warm or decent meal again.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI don\u2019t know if I can eat all of this, Hop Sing,\u201d Joe sighed, still staring down at the large quantity of food which the cook had prepared for him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Hop Sing patted the boy\u2019s shoulder and smiled.\u00a0 \u201cYou eat what you can.\u00a0 It make a good start.\u00a0 Must get more weight on you, Little Joe.\u00a0 Now, please try for Hop Sing.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe nodded, trying his best to go along with the caregiver\u2019s plan.\u00a0 \u201cI\u2019ll see what I can do.\u00a0 I\u2019d like to take my time with it, so how about you just come back for the tray in a little while?\u201d Joe asked, as he didn\u2019t want to have an audience while he tried to choke down the food.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cBe back in little while,\u201d Hop Sing answered, content that the boy would make an effort to eat.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Once the door was closed Joe stared down at the eggs.\u00a0 The only food he had eaten in three months had either been that which had been left in the cellar on a dirty plate or what had been stuffed down his throat by his captors. \u00a0 Joe lifted the eggs up using his fingers, even though he had seen the fork lying next to his plate.\u00a0 He was glad that he didn\u2019t have to sit with his family to eat now.\u00a0 There was no way he could explain why it felt totally normal to eat his food using only his hands now.\u00a0 Also, there was no way he could ever explain why he felt the desire to hurriedly shovel the eggs into his mouth.\u00a0 For months Joe hadn\u2019t known if any meal he had been given would be his last, or if it would be taken away from him just to taunt him.\u00a0 Now, it was second nature to him to polish off his plate as fast as he could, and with his hands as the only utensils needed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben stealthily peered into his son\u2019s room, unsure if Joe was going to eat what the cook had brought up to him.\u00a0 He was shocked to see the boy eating like an animal.\u00a0 The sight filled the weary father with uncontrollable anger towards the men who had abused his son for so long. ***<\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">what have they done to you, Joseph <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">***Ben thought to himself.\u00a0 He closed the door quietly and walked away.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>**************<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Adam reached over to the coffee pot that Hop Sing had earlier set down on the coffee table.\u00a0 He poured a cup for himself and then for Ben and Hoss, handing the cups over to each man.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cThanks,\u201d Hoss nodded over to his brother and then he leaned back on the settee.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben took a sip of the strong brew and also thanked his eldest.\u00a0 \u201cIt\u2019s been a long day,\u201d he sighed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Hop Sing appeared and started down the staircase holding Joe\u2019s dinner tray in his hands.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cHow\u2019d he do?\u201d Hoss asked the cook.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cLittle Joe eat vely good.\u00a0 Had little accident with food, so Hop Sing helped him clean up a little bit,\u201d the Oriental explained as he stood next to the other three men in the room.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cWhat kind of an accident?\u201d Adam asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cSpill some food, not much, just enough to get all over hands.\u00a0 But, no bother, all clean now,\u201d Hop Sing explained, not wanting any of them to worry.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben closed his eyes and whispered to himself *** <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joseph, I guess you had to come up with something to explain why your hands had so much food on them<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400\"> ***<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cPa?\u00a0 Did you say something?\u201d Hoss questioned, seeing the strange look on his father\u2019s face.\u00a0 He could have sworn he had heard Pa say something about Joe.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cNo \u2013 no \u2013 just thinking out loud,\u201d Ben caught himself.\u00a0 He didn\u2019t want any of the rest of the family to know about what Joe had done with his food.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cAre you thinking about anything in particular?\u00a0 Is there anything we can do?\u201d Adam offered.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben shook his head and stood abruptly from his chair.\u00a0 \u201cNo, Adam, I\u2019ve got to go tend to your brother\u2019s back.\u00a0 He needs to have some medicine too.\u00a0 I should\u2019ve done this earlier, but, well, I was waiting for things to quiet down a bit.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cWhat exactly is wrong with his back, Pa?\u00a0 You didn\u2019t say much last night,\u201d Hoss asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben\u2019s eyes went back and forth, casting a solemn glance at both of his sons.\u00a0 He knew he had to hide the truth from them; at least some of it.\u00a0 If they began to ask too many questions, they might learn some of the details about what had been done to their little brother up there at the cabin.\u00a0 Joe didn\u2019t need to deal with either of their scrutiny. \u00a0 The boy was teetering on the edge emotionally, and he didn\u2019t need any more stress added to what was going on in his troubled mind.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cHe has some cuts, they\u2019re infected.\u00a0 I better get to doctoring now, before Joe falls to sleep again.\u00a0 Excuse me,\u201d Ben sang out and headed to the kitchen to get everything he needed to tend to his youngest.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>*************<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe turned in the bed when he heard the door opening.\u00a0 He was surprised to see his father walking in carrying a tray in his hands.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cGo away,\u201d Joe muttered and rolled onto his right side.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cNo, Joseph, I won\u2019t go away.\u00a0 Not this time,\u201d Ben called out adamantly, as he moved across the room and set the tray down onto the boy\u2019s night stand.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI told you I don\u2019t want to talk to you.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cYou don\u2019t have to talk to me, Son.\u00a0 Though, I wish you would, so we could get everything straightened out.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI\u2019m going to sleep,\u201d Joe returned angrily and drew his blanket up over his shoulders.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben shook his head and then drew the wick up higher in the lamp next to the bed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cTurn it down!\u201d Joe shouted, now totally irate.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI have to doctor you, and then I\u2019ll even put it out if you want.\u00a0 But, you have infection on your back and I\u2019m going to tend to it right now,\u201d Ben insisted, and he wasn\u2019t going to cave to his son\u2019s demands this time.\u00a0 \u201cNow, you don\u2019t have to take that nightshirt off, you can just ease it back down some.\u00a0 I\u2019m just going to clean those cuts that you have and then spread some of the medicine that Doc left onto them.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe closed his eyes and thought on what his pa had said.\u00a0 *** <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Cuts &#8212; I don\u2019t have any cuts on my back!\u00a0 Pa was with Doctor Martin last night.\u00a0 I know they looked me over.\u00a0 He knows damn well I don\u2019t have cuts!\u00a0 He knows what they are.\u00a0 He knows they\u2019re bites!\u00a0 Why is he trying to act like he doesn\u2019t know? <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">***<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cJoseph &#8212; come on just pull down the back of your nightshirt so we can get this over with, okay?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI don\u2019t need doctoring,\u201d Joe argued.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cDo you want me to bring Hoss in here?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe cringed at what his father had said.\u00a0 No, he didn\u2019t want Hoss to see his back.\u00a0 Not Hoss, not Adam, not Hop Sing either, nobody needed to know why there were bite marks on his back.\u00a0 He slowly lifted the front of his nightshirt and then took the slack and reached around and tugged the remainder down so his father could get to the area which contained those wounds.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben drew in a deep breath and opened the antiseptic.\u00a0 \u201cI\u2019ve got to clean these first, Joe,\u201d he spoke out gently this time. \u00a0 Pa hated that he had to threaten to bring Joe\u2019s brother into the situation just in order to gain Joseph\u2019s compliance.\u00a0 \u201cThis is going to sting a bit, Son,\u201d he warned as he began to blot each of the bite marks with the cotton ball that was soaked in the alcohol.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe shook his head wondering just how in the heck his father thought anything could hurt him now.\u00a0 He hadn\u2019t even felt the burning caused by the application of the strong antiseptic.\u00a0 Joe was well accustomed to pain of any kind now.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cOkay, now I\u2019ll just put some of this ointment on all of these and I\u2019ll be about done,\u201d Ben continued to explain, though he could tell that his son didn\u2019t want to hear anything that his Pa had said about the care he was trying to provide for him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">When he felt his father\u2019s hand finally letting go of his back, Joe resettled his nightshirt down into place.\u00a0 He next felt Pa\u2019s hand reaching for his neck and Ben dabbed more of the same ointment onto the marks that were still red and raw there.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cLet me see those wrists, Son.\u00a0 Doc told me to make sure to treat those wounds as well.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe frowned and hesitated just wanting to be left alone.\u00a0 But, he finally gave in to his father\u2019s request, knowing Pa was not going to back down.\u00a0 One by one he reached out each of his hands, and Ben spread ointment onto each of Joe\u2019s raw rope- burned wrists.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cNow, here\u2019s some medicine for you to take, Joe.\u00a0 Turn this way so I can give you a spoonful,\u201d Pa insisted.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cNo, there\u2019s too much light!\u00a0 If I have to take it, well, you\u2019ve got to turn that lamp back down!\u201d Joe demanded. \u00a0 His anger was back in the forefront of his mind.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Sighing to himself, Ben turned down the wick of the lamp and reached over to spoon the medicine into his son\u2019s mouth.\u00a0 \u201cHere you go,\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe reluctantly swallowed all of the liquid that had been on the tablespoon.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cJoseph &#8212; will you please &#8212;<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe cut his father off in midsentence again and said coldly, \u201cI did what you told me.\u00a0 Now leave me alone!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben didn\u2019t want to get into a shouting match with his youngest.\u00a0 He hoped that the boy might feel the love which had gone along with the care he had just given him.\u00a0 But, his son couldn\u2019t feel anything more than disdain in regards to his father now.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI will leave you alone &#8212; at least for now.\u00a0 Goodnight, Joseph,\u201d Ben replied, his voice showing his sadness.\u00a0 Turning towards the door, tray in hand, Pa cast a parting glance at the boy in the bed.\u00a0 His heart went out to his son, and he prayed that he would somehow be able to get through to Joseph in time.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>**************<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">The following day had gone on much like Joe\u2019s first day home had gone.\u00a0 He had insisted on yet another very long bath but had refused any help from his family in getting over to the tub.\u00a0 With coaxing from a very patient Hop Sing, Joe had gotten down a sandwich at lunch, making it far easier to disguise his peculiar method of eating.\u00a0 That had been prepared at Ben\u2019s insistence, though he never told the cook why.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cPa, both Doc Martin and the sheriff are coming in,\u201d Adam called over to his father as he walked inside the house.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben stood from his desk and made it to the door in time to greet the two men.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cDoc, I was expecting you, but Roy?\u00a0 What brings you out here?\u201d Ben asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI ran into Roy on the way here, Ben,\u201d Paul explained as he draped his coat over the top of the settee.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI figured maybe I could get some information from Joe now that he\u2019s been home a day,\u201d Roy announced, following the doctor into the living room.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben drew in a deep breath, his worry very evident on his face.\u00a0 \u201cJoe\u2019s had a hard time of it, Roy.\u201d He began.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI know, Ben.\u00a0 Doc here told me he\u2019s bad off.\u00a0 But, if I\u2019m going to get me any leads on those jaspers who held him all of those months I need at least a little help.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cPaul?\u00a0 What do you think?\u201d Ben asked warily.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">The doctor shrugged his shoulders noncommittally and replied, \u201cI guess he can try, Ben.\u00a0 I need to check him over anyway so let\u2019s go and see how the boy will do.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">The three men walked up to Joe\u2019s bedroom.\u00a0 Ben knocked softly and then drew the door open.\u00a0 Joe was sitting up in his bed, his dark glasses still over his eyes.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cGood to see you, Little Joe!\u201d Roy Coffee called over to the boy in the bed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cRoy,\u201d Joe nodded over to the man, but he wore a frown showing his displeasure with having any guests, including his pa.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI ran into Roy on the way over here, Joe, and figured he could stop in and say hi before I check on your injuries,\u201d Paul announced, trying to diffuse the young man who he knew all too well.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">The sheriff drew close to the bed and stared down at Joe.\u00a0 He had felt awful that he hadn\u2019t found the kid himself and that it had been a random stranger who had saved Joe\u2019s life.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cJust a few questions, Joe,\u201d Roy began and shot a look over towards Ben and noticed the grimace he wore.\u00a0 \u201cDo you remember who took you out to that cabin in Littleton?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe shook his head \u201cno\u201d and focused his eyes down onto his bedspread.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cHow many men held you there at that cabin, Joe?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe shrugged his shoulders and fought to get the words out.\u00a0 \u201cI \u2013 I guess there were two,\u201d Joe stuttered.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cYou hear their names?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe sank down in the bed and pulled his covers up around his neck.\u00a0 He had felt a sudden chill come over his whole body at the mention of his captors.\u00a0 \u201cNo.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Roy stared over at the doctor and shook his head.\u00a0 They could all tell that the boy was petrified.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cWhat about a description, Joe?\u00a0 Did you see their faces?\u201d Roy continued, though he saw the boy\u2019s father shooting him a warning look.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe rolled onto his side and curled up in a fetal position, drawing both of his knees up towards his chest.\u00a0 He could hear the voices in his head, the voices of his captors.\u00a0 Joe squeezed his eyes tightly and fought the remembrance but to no avail.\u00a0 ***<\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">You better not look at us!\u00a0 You know what\u2019s going to happen to you if you do, right?\u00a0 Do you want that?\u00a0 Do you?<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400\"> *** The memories played in Joe\u2019s troubled mind.\u00a0 *** <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">I won\u2019t look at either of you!\u00a0 I swear to God I won\u2019t look at you! <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">*** Joe heard what he had said to the two despicable men.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cJoseph?\u201d Ben called out softly, as he reached down and put his hand on the boy\u2019s shoulder.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI didn\u2019t see anyone!\u00a0 I don\u2019t know what they looked like!\u201d He shouted, never turning over to look at any of the men in the room.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cHow\u2019d you break your leg, Joe?\u201d Roy asked, moving off the description of the two men for the moment.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI don\u2019t know,\u201d Joe called back to him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Paul moved in closer and shook his head sadly.\u00a0 He could tell that Joe was terrified.\u00a0 \u201cJoe, who set your leg?\u201d he asked gently.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI \u2013 I don\u2019t remember,\u201d Joe whispered, and fought back his tears.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Roy walked closer to the bed and called down to the boy, \u201cI guess it\u2019s too early to get into all of this with you, Little Joe.\u00a0 I\u2019m sorry to have troubled you so soon after you got home.\u00a0 I\u2019ll try again in a few days.\u201d\u00a0 Roy turned and patted the weary father\u2019s arm and said, \u201cI\u2019ll see myself out, and I\u2019ll be in touch.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cThank you, Roy,\u201d Ben nodded over to the sheriff, relieved that he had understood just how fragile Joe\u2019s mind was at the present.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Once the sheriff had left the room, Paul moved to the night stand and opened his medical bag.\u00a0 He removed his stethoscope and called over to his patient.\u00a0 \u201cLet me have a listen to your chest, Joe.\u00a0 This won\u2019t take long.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI don\u2019t need any doctoring,\u201d Joe replied, keeping his face turned away from both the doctor and his pa.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cNow I\u2019ll be the judge of that!\u201d Paul insisted and pulled the covers down.\u00a0 \u201cI don\u2019t want to have to sedate you.\u00a0 So just give me a little cooperation, Young Man. \u00a0 I need to check that leg of yours and those wounds on your back too.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben moved back away from the bed and watched as Doctor Martin went about his examination, undeterred by Joe\u2019s insistence that he didn\u2019t need any help.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe hadn\u2019t been very cooperative, but he had answered the few questions that Paul had asked, at least as far as whatever was hurting on his body.\u00a0 It had taken the better part of an hour to go over all of Joe\u2019s wounds and try and tend what he could, but the doctor at last finished his ministrations.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cJoe, I believe we can get that leg of yours fixed up, but it will require a surgeon,\u201d Paul stated as he put the medicine he had used back inside his bag.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI\u2019ll eat a bullet before I let anyone touch this leg!\u201d Joe replied angrily.\u00a0 \u201cNobody\u2019s gonna saw into it or re-break it.\u00a0 Now, that you\u2019re done checking me over I just want some sleep.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Paul sighed deeply and signaled for Ben to follow him out of the bedroom.\u00a0 \u201cI\u2019ll be back in a few days, Joe.\u00a0 You keep eating to get your strength up,\u201d Doc said, and both he and Pa left Joe\u2019s room.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>***************<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Once Doctor Martin had left to go back to his office, Adam and Hoss sat back down in the living room to speak with their father.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cWe both talked to Roy, Pa,\u201d Adam began.\u00a0 \u201cHe told us that the kid couldn\u2019t really tell him much.\u00a0 Hoss told him that Joe remembers being at the Hilliard place, but Roy said that he can\u2019t bring Preston in until Joe would be able to give a full statement on what he remembers happening.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben nodded and leaned back into the red leather chair next to the fireplace.\u00a0 \u201cI know, Adam.\u00a0 They wouldn\u2019t be able to press any charges on either Preston or Bridger if your brother isn\u2019t able to stand up to thorough questioning.\u00a0 That\u2019s not going to happen any time soon, I\u2019m afraid.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cRoy also said that J.T. left for parts unknown about a week ago.\u00a0 You reckon he knew that those men were going to leave Joe there at that cabin?\u201d Hoss asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI\u2019ve no idea, Son.\u00a0 As I\u2019ve already told you both, there will be a time for justice.\u00a0 I promise you that!\u00a0 But, justice won\u2019t mean a thing if we lose Joseph.\u00a0 He\u2019s so injured and in so many ways.\u00a0 The boy is going to need a lot of help in order to get well and to also come to terms with all he\u2019s going through,\u201d Ben answered solemnly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI\u2019ll keep my eyes out for J.T., Pa!\u201d Adam swore loudly.\u00a0 \u201cIf I have to hunt him down I\u2019ll find him and he will pay for hurting Joe.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cWe will <\/span><b>ALL <\/b><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">go after every single man responsible for Joseph\u2019s abduction and torture, Adam.\u00a0 But, first we need to help your little brother,\u201d Ben reiterated.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cHow did he do with Doc, Pa?\u201d Hoss asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben shook his head, and gave a very tired smile before replying, \u201cPaul is one of the few people in this world who aren\u2019t affected by your brother\u2019s behavior.\u00a0 He doctored what he could, even though Joseph wasn\u2019t very happy about it.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI\u2019ll see if I can get him to let me come back in to talk with him, Pa.\u00a0 Maybe if I don\u2019t bring up anything that happened to him he\u2019ll let me come back into his room?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben shrugged his shoulders and stood when he heard Hop Sing call out that dinner was ready.\u00a0 \u201cI guess it won\u2019t hurt to try, Hoss.\u00a0 Okay, Boys, let\u2019s eat to keep our strength up.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">The three Cartwrights walked into the dining room, each one trying to think of what they could do to help the injured young man upstairs.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>**************<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">The following day both Ben and Adam had made their own attempts at trying to speak with Joe.\u00a0 And, just as before, he had told both men that he didn\u2019t want to talk to them and had ordered them to leave him alone.\u00a0 Though Adam was having difficulty in handling the rift that existed between him and his little brother, Pa was finding it much harder to endure.\u00a0 The relationship which existed between Ben and his youngest son had always been a very close one.\u00a0 Everyone knew that the young man drew his strength and even his confidence from his father.\u00a0 There had only been a few instances in Joe\u2019s life where he had avoided contact with his pa, and one of them had happened four years prior.\u00a0 That had been during one of the worst experiences in the boy\u2019s life, and he had pushed his entire family away due to the trauma he had gone through back then.\u00a0 Now, it was as though that whole event was merely a bump in the road of his life, compared to the torture he had endured for three straight months.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Hoss had tried his best to make amends with his little brother and had brought his breakfast tray up that morning.\u00a0 He still found Joe to be tightlipped and the boy had only said a brief thank you before dismissing his brother from his room.\u00a0 So, when Joe soaked in his daily bath, Hoss hoped he could help him in some way.\u00a0 Seeing Hop Sing heading upstairs, towels over his arms, Hoss had stopped the man.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cAre those towels for Little Joe?\u201d Hoss asked, stopping the cook halfway up the stairs.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cYes, need more before getting out of tub,\u201d Hop Sing nodded.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cLet me take them up, Hop Sing,\u201d Hoss insisted, and he pulled the towels from the cook\u2019s arms.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cLittle Joe not ready to get out yet, Mister Hoss.\u00a0 He tell me to wait for another thirty minutes.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI\u2019ll just drop them off, I won\u2019t make him get out, don\u2019t worry!\u201d Hoss called, as he turned to go up to the guest room where his brother was bathing.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Hoss quietly opened the door, noticing his brother was leaned forward in the tub, facing opposite from the entrance to the room.\u00a0 Hoss stopped dead in his tracks as his eyes fell on his brother\u2019s back.\u00a0 He couldn\u2019t help seeing the deep festered bite marks which were there just a few inches down from each of his brother\u2019s shoulders.\u00a0 Hoss fought back his gasp, holding it inside.\u00a0 He eased out of the room without giving his brother the fresh towels and not letting the boy know that he had come into the room.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cMister Hoss?\u201d Hop Sing called out, as he moved into the hallway.\u00a0 \u201cYou not give Little Joe towels!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cHere,\u201d Hoss began, trying to hide the pain he felt inside from the caregiver, \u201cyou take them in.\u00a0 I got something I\u2019ve got to talk to Pa about.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Hop Sing recovered the towels as Hoss beat a hasty exit and hurried down the stairs.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cPa!\u201d Hoss shouted for his father and saw him coming out of the kitchen.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cWhat\u2019s wrong?\u201d Ben asked, seeing an intense anger controlling the big man\u2019s face.\u00a0 \u201cDid something happen?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cYou should have told me, Pa!\u201d Hoss replied, his voice filled with rage.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cTold you what?\u00a0 What is it, Hoss?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cLittle Joe &#8212; his back!\u00a0 I just saw it.\u00a0 You should have told me, Pa.\u00a0 You knew about them bites, and you didn\u2019t say nothing about it!\u201d Hoss sang out still full of outrage in his voice.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben sighed and grabbed his son\u2019s arm and turned him towards his study.\u00a0 \u201cHold your voice down, Young Man!\u00a0 Now come over here and we will talk and not shout.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Hoss reluctantly followed his father over to his desk, and Ben motioned for him to take a seat.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cNow, listen to me, Son,\u201d Ben began, with a forced calm to his voice.\u00a0 \u201cI kept this from you \u2013 and from Adam as well.\u00a0 And, looking at your face right now I can see that I was correct in doing that.\u00a0 I hope you didn\u2019t let Joseph see you like this?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Hoss shook his head and responded, \u201cI caught sight of his back, but Joe didn\u2019t hear me come into the room.\u00a0 He\u2019s still up there taking a bath.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cThank goodness!\u00a0 The very last thing that boy needs right now is to see the indignation you\u2019re wearing all over your face.\u00a0 Yes, you\u2019re angry, and I know why.\u00a0 I understand because I\u2019m just as angry or more so!\u00a0 But, I\u2019ve not confronted Joseph about any of this and you can\u2019t either!\u00a0 That boy is teetering on the edge right now, and anything we say can send him over.\u00a0 When and if Joe can talk about what he\u2019s gone through then we will get our answers, and we will try to help him with all of the horrors that have been inflicted on him.\u00a0 But, he doesn\u2019t need to see your rage and he damned well doesn\u2019t need to see your pity either!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Hoss dropped his head down towards his chest and fought back his tears.\u00a0 \u201cBut what they\u2019ve done to him, Pa &#8212; I just can\u2019t get it out of my head.\u00a0 It hurts so much!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben stood from his chair and approached his middle boy.\u00a0 He reached his hand down and urged Hoss to stand up.\u00a0 Hoss relented and finally stood next to his father.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cOh, Pa!\u201d\u00a0 Hoss cried, and dropped his head down onto his father\u2019s shoulder.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben wrapped his arm around his son\u2019s shoulder and gave him the time he needed to try and let go of his anger and sadness.\u00a0 After several minutes Hoss stood upright and pushed away his tears.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cSon, I want you to go out.\u00a0 Just go riding or go into town &#8212; just anything that will help you right now.\u00a0 You can\u2019t let your brother catch sight of what I\u2019m seeing on your face right now.\u00a0 Do you understand?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Hoss nodded and drew in a deep breath before replying.\u00a0 \u201cI \u2013 I will, Pa.\u00a0 I\u2019ll get myself together and then I\u2019ll try my best to help my little brother.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cGood, Hoss,\u201d Ben responded and patted his son on his back.\u00a0 \u201cNow go on, get some air.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cBe back after a while, Pa,\u201d Hoss announced, and headed to the credenza to get his hat and holster.\u00a0 He hurriedly headed out of the door needing to get away from all that he had witnessed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>**************<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Much later that same evening Hoss reappeared coming inside of the ranch house.\u00a0 Ben called over from the dining room where he sat eating dinner with Adam.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cHoss?\u00a0 You\u2019re almost too late for supper!\u00a0 Come over and get something before Hop Sing clears the table.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cNo thanks, Pa, I ate something in town,\u201d Hoss replied, as he tried to conceal a package he had in his hands.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben noticed the plain brown bag and stood from the table and approached his middle boy suspiciously.\u00a0 \u201cWhat do you have there?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Hoss grinned and replied, \u201cIt\u2019s just a little something for Joe.\u00a0 I\u2019m getting ready to go up to see him. \u00a0 I\u2019ve just got to get one more thing.\u201d\u00a0 Hoss moved over to the fireplace and his father saw him pick up the checker board and basket of checkers.\u00a0 He placed the items in his bag and continued up the stairs.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben shook his head, and fought off a smile.\u00a0 He somehow knew what the big man was up to.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cPa? What\u2019s going on?\u201d Adam called across the room.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI\u2019m not exactly sure, but whatever it is I hope it works!\u201d Ben replied and returned to the dinner table.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Hoss peered inside his little brother\u2019s room and saw that the boy was awake and just sitting there in his bed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cCan I come in for a few minutes, Little Brother?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe frowned. \u00a0 He still didn\u2019t want to see anyone.\u00a0 \u201cI\u2019m tired, Hoss.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Hoss continued inside the room.\u00a0 \u201cI brung you something, Joe!\u201d He said, and moved over to stand at the head of the bed, still carrying the brown paper sack.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe shook his head, still annoyed by his brother\u2019s appearance in his room.\u00a0 He just didn\u2019t want to talk or deal with anyone.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Hoss opened the sack and set the checker board onto Joe\u2019s night stand. \u00a0 \u201cI thought we could play a few games, Joe.\u00a0 It\u2019s been such a long time since we\u2019ve done that.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cDon\u2019t feel like it, Hoss.\u00a0 I\u2019m tired and I don\u2019t feel good either.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cWell, I\u2019ll make it worth your while if you\u2019ll try to beat me.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe stared over at his brother and noticed him pulling out a whiskey bottle from the sack he had brought in along with the checkers.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cRot gut,\u201d Joe nodded over to his brother.\u00a0 \u201cWhat\u2019s that for?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cIf you beat me you get a shot of this, and if you lose I get the shot.\u00a0 Now come on, let\u2019s see who gets the first drink.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe closed his eyes and thought on the fact that he hadn\u2019t had any kind of liquor in ages.\u00a0 He doubted it would even do anything for him now because he was in far too much pain both physically and emotionally.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Hoss didn\u2019t waste any time, as he didn\u2019t want to give his brother the chance to say no.\u00a0 He quickly set up the board and called over to Joe, \u201cYou get the red ones.\u00a0 Let\u2019s see if you can still take me.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe shook his head, giving up on the idea of getting rid of his brother.\u00a0 \u201cOne game, Hoss, and that\u2019s it,\u201d He said, and reached over to a red checker and made the first move.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">The game went on for close to thirty minutes and Joe won, which was the way it usually happened in the good old days.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cYou let me win, Hoss.\u00a0 You could\u2019ve taken me easily,\u201d Joe called over to his brother frowning.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Hoss just laughed and drew up the whiskey bottle and the shot glass he had brought with him.\u00a0 \u201cNow I don\u2019t cheat, and if I did I would cheat to win and not lose!\u201d He said indignantly. \u00a0 Hoss poured his brother a shot and handed it over to him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe reluctantly took the glass of rot gut into his hand and tossed the shot down in one swallow.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cTake it easy there, Little Brother, this stuff is about the strongest they\u2019ve got at the Bucket of Blood!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cOkay, Hoss, I think I\u2019ve had enough.\u00a0 Rot gut doesn\u2019t taste as good as it used to and I doubt it\u2019s going to make me feel any better.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Hoss set the next game up and wouldn\u2019t let his brother deter him.\u00a0 \u201cGo ahead, one more time, Joe!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe shook his head and played one more round of checkers, and this time he lost to his brother.\u00a0 He watched as the big man shot down the whiskey.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cWant one more chance, Joe?\u201d Hoss offered.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cOkay, but I mean it, this is it,\u201d Joe replied seriously.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Once again the board was set up and the two brothers played for another thirty minutes.\u00a0 Joe won that round and he shot down the whiskey his brother poured for him.\u00a0 He had to admit that he was starting to get a bit light headed.\u00a0 Joe figured it was due to the fact that he was in a weakened condition and had lost so much weight.\u00a0 He set the shot glass down onto the night stand and leaned back in his bed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cOkay, Joe, I guess we can call it quits for now.\u00a0 But, tomorrow night maybe I can get a rematch, huh?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cWe\u2019ll see.\u00a0 Hey leave that whiskey in my room.\u00a0 Just put it up on my bureau.\u00a0 I won\u2019t get into it unless I need it for medicinal reasons,\u201d Joe whispered, as he was getting very tired.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cSure, Joe, you rest a while.\u00a0 I\u2019ll see you tomorrow, okay?\u201d Hoss asked as he gathered the checkerboard and checkers and put them back in his paper bag.\u00a0 He then set the rot gut on top of his brother\u2019s bureau before turning for the door.\u00a0 \u201cGood night, Little Brother,\u201d He called over to him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cNight, Hoss,\u201d Joe nodded over to him and then closed his eyes.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Hoss stood in the doorway just staring at his baby brother.\u00a0 He could see that Joe was starting to nod off, and it made him feel better.\u00a0 Even though he wasn\u2019t acting like his old self, at least Joe had played the three games.\u00a0 Hoss hoped that the hour and a half spent playing checkers had at least taken Joe\u2019s mind off all of his troubles for a little while.\u00a0 If that had been the case, Hoss felt he had done something for the kid who had so much pain to deal with.\u00a0 Staring over at his brother one last time, Hoss thought on the sight of the boy\u2019s back.\u00a0 He was glad that he hadn\u2019t let his angst over the image of the bites to show on his face when he had played checkers with Joe.\u00a0 It had been the toughest acting job of his life.\u00a0 ***<\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Good night, Joe.\u00a0 You\u2019re not in this alone anymore.\u00a0 I\u2019ll be here if you need me<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400\"> *** Hoss thought to himself and turned out of the bedroom.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>**************<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben had a much easier job in tending his youngest son later that night.\u00a0 He was even able to keep the lamp light up as he doctored the boy\u2019s wounds.\u00a0 Joe was out of it, most likely due to the whiskey that his brother had provided him.\u00a0 Ben had no resistance from his son as he lifted the nightshirt and applied the medicine to his bites.\u00a0 Joe was awake, but very groggy so Ben figured the anger was out of him at least temporarily. \u00a0 He got those wounds tended as well as both wrists and the boy\u2019s neck.\u00a0 It had been a bit of a challenge to get Joe to swallow the medicine that Paul had left, but after a few spills, it was finally down the boy\u2019s throat and not dripping down his nightshirt.\u00a0 Since his son wasn\u2019t feeling any pain, at least none that he could speak of, it gave his father his one and only chance to sit by the boy there on the bed.\u00a0 He just watched as Joe drifted off to sleep.\u00a0 It gave Ben pause when he went to make his usual move that he did over the years, especially when Joe had been hurt in some way.\u00a0 Pa couldn\u2019t push a stray curl from his son\u2019s forehead since Hop Sing had cut them all away at Joe\u2019s insistence.\u00a0 So Ben simply settled for a slight brush across his son\u2019s head before moving quietly off of the bed.\u00a0 He knew that if Joseph had been awake none of those moments would have happened, so Pa was very grateful for Hoss\u2019 intervention.\u00a0 Joseph had needed a break, even a small one, from the non-stop hurt and fear that he was experiencing daily.\u00a0 \u201cGood night, Joseph,\u201d Ben whispered and walked towards the door.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>**************<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">The night\u2019s brief respite from the pain and torment that had become Joe\u2019s new \u201cnormal\u201d had not lasted.\u00a0 The terrible nightmares were back again.\u00a0 He had experienced them nightly, but never mentioned it due to the circumstances there at home.\u00a0 Joe hadn\u2019t felt close enough to any of his family members to make them aware of what he had been dealing with, even in his sleep.\u00a0 And, though he had fought to control how he\u2019d come out of each nightmare, Joe had awakened the entire family this time anyway.\u00a0 All three Cartwrights met in the hallway and cast concerned glances back and forth before pulling the boy\u2019s door open.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cJoseph?\u201d Ben called quietly as he moved towards the bed.\u00a0 \u201cJoe, are you alright?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Hoss and Adam joined their father and stared over at their injured brother.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe\u2019s hands shot out frantically as he searched his bedspread for the eyeglasses which had fallen off of him as he had bolted up in his bed.\u00a0 Hoss hurried to the nightstand and turned the lamp\u2019s wick up higher.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cNo!\u201d Joe shrieked, and covered his eyes with his hands.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben motioned for Hoss to turn the wick down low again.\u00a0 \u201cHere they are, Joseph,\u201d Ben announced, as he spotted the glasses down at the bottom of the bed.\u00a0 He reached towards Joe and tried to get his son to take them into his hands.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe struggled to catch his breath, still caught inside the visions which had plagued his sleep.\u00a0 He felt Pa\u2019s hand as it pushed the eyeglasses closer and Joe quickly pulled them up and put them back on.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cThat was some dream, Little Brother,\u201d Hoss whispered, trying his best to calm the boy.\u00a0 \u201cHow about some water, huh?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe simply shook his head despondently.\u00a0 He could still hear the voices which had permeated his nightmares and could also see the vision of the shadowy figures of his captors as they had tormented him in his dreams.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Adam looked over at his father, desperation showing in his gaze. \u00a0 He fought to think of something he could do or say to the boy in order to help alleviate the terror which was written all over Little Joe\u2019s face.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">If it had been a normal situation, Ben would\u2019ve settled down onto his youngest son\u2019s bed and pulled him into his arms to comfort him.\u00a0 That was how he had handled those kinds of things in the past when Joseph had awakened from a nightmare; especially a very bad one.\u00a0 But due to the tension that had gone on between both him and the boy, and how Joseph had rejected all of his father\u2019s overtures for days, Ben felt completely helpless.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cJoseph,\u201d Ben began again quietly, \u201cwould it help for you to talk to us about it?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cJust leave,\u201d Joe whispered, and pulled the covers back up around his shoulders.\u00a0 He rolled onto his side and closed his eyes, thus shutting his family out.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cWe just want to help you, Joe,\u201d Adam offered.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cNo-one can help me now.\u00a0 I want you all to leave &#8212; just go!\u00a0 It was easy enough for Pa and you to leave me three months ago, so it shouldn\u2019t be hard for both of you to do it now!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben sighed wearily and shook his head.\u00a0 \u201cJoseph, if you\u2019ll just let me explain what happened that day then maybe I can help you &#8212; maybe we all can help you &#8212; but you have to want to listen.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI said leave!\u201d Joe screamed, and pulled the covers up around his head.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Pa, not wanting there to be a big confrontation there in the middle of the night, motioned to his sons to move away from the bed.\u00a0 All he could do was to continue to try to get through to his youngest, but it didn\u2019t appear as though he was making any headway at all.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cGoodnight, Joseph,\u201d Ben, crestfallen, called out and walked out of his son\u2019s bedroom.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>****************<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">The first week bled into the next with very little progress having been made in Joe\u2019s healing, either physically or emotionally.\u00a0 He continued to insist on his privacy, and hadn\u2019t said much to Hoss ever since the night they had played those few games of checkers.\u00a0 Doctor Martin worried about the fact that his patient wasn\u2019t doing well, and in many respects seemed to be doing far worse than when he had been brought home.\u00a0 The marks on Joe\u2019s neck and wrists were still visible but what concerned Paul far more were those wounds which could not be seen.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI think the bites are doing better, Ben.\u00a0 That\u2019s at least something,\u201d Paul called across the living room as he sat drinking his coffee.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben shook his head, very discouraged by all that he had witnessed during the doctor\u2019s examination which had been completed a few minutes earlier.\u00a0 \u201cYes, at least they don\u2019t look as bad as they did last week.\u00a0 But, I\u2019m so worried about Joseph, Paul.\u00a0 He has gone silent, only talking to Hop Sing most days, and that\u2019s only because Joe needs him to fix his bath.\u00a0 If it wasn\u2019t for his propensity for soaking in a tub daily he might not talk at all.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI understand why you\u2019re worried, Ben,\u201d Doc nodded, \u201cbut, maybe now that I gave him that cane he\u2019ll try to get up a little bit more?\u00a0 I don\u2019t want him trying to walk unassisted anymore, not even into the room next to his in order to bathe.\u00a0 That young man is going to be permanently lame if he doesn\u2019t get that leg fixed before too long.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Adam and Hoss walked inside the house, gathering around Paul and their father to hear about Joe\u2019s condition.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cNot much better, Doc?\u201d Hoss addressed their concerns.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cNot much,\u201d Paul shook his head as he stared up at both brothers.\u00a0 \u201cI just told your pa that I left a cane for the kid. \u00a0 I\u2019m hoping that might get him out of his bed a little, which might help his attitude a bit. \u00a0 Oh, and I\u2019m trying to get him to take off those blasted eyeglasses!\u00a0 His vision is fine, but for some reason he refuses to part with them.\u00a0 I\u2019m concerned that if he wears them much longer he will end up ruining his eyesight.\u00a0 So, maybe between the three of you, you\u2019ll be able to coax him into taking them off for a little while every day?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Adam shrugged his shoulders and replied, \u201cThat might be hard to do, Doc, especially since Joe won\u2019t talk to us.\u00a0 But, well, if we get the chance we will.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Paul stood from the sofa and patted Ben\u2019s arm to try to offer him some support.\u00a0 \u201cBen, we knew going into all of this that we were in for the long haul.\u00a0 Joe was held captive for three months and he\u2019s barely been home for two weeks.\u00a0 We all need to resign ourselves to the fact that Joe isn\u2019t going to just bounce back from the trauma he\u2019s been through any time soon.\u00a0 Just see to it that Hop Sing keeps the boy eating well.\u00a0 Hopefully he\u2019ll try to move around a bit.\u00a0 And I\u2019d be very pleased if you three can get the boy to take off those glasses for a few hours today.\u00a0 I\u2019ll stop by at the end of the week.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben moved to the door with the doctor and thanked him.\u00a0 He watched as Paul walked over to his surrey and then turned back towards his sons.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI\u2019ll speak to Hop Sing.\u00a0 Maybe he can get Joseph to move around some tomorrow?\u00a0 I\u2019ll also ask him to encourage the boy to take those glasses off for a while too.\u00a0 It\u2019s not going to be easy, as Joe has insisted on wearing them even when he\u2019s in the bathtub.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cYou want me to try to talk to him again, Pa?\u201d Hoss offered his help.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cLet\u2019s see if Hop Sing can get anywhere with your brother first, Hoss.\u00a0 Hopefully Joseph will listen to him.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Adam walked to the settee, followed by Hoss, and they both sat down feeling very flummoxed.\u00a0 Neither of Joe\u2019s brothers could understand his obsessive desire to keep wearing the dark eyeglasses.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cPa?\u00a0 Did you talk to Doc about getting Joe to that hospital in San Francisco?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cYes, we spoke about it.\u00a0 He thinks it would be a good idea too.\u00a0 That boy needs help or he\u2019s not going to ever get better,\u201d Ben nodded over to Adam.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI hope he can go pretty soon,\u201d Hoss agreed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">What no-one in the living room noticed at that particular moment was the fact that there was a still figure standing at the top of the staircase listening.\u00a0 Joe was dressed in his nightshirt and robe and he leaned heavily on the cane which Doc had provided.\u00a0 It sounded to him like his family had been plotting to get rid of him.\u00a0 Joe quietly limped back down the hallway and moved back into his bedroom.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>**************<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Seated at the breakfast table the next morning, the three Cartwrights discussed the chores which had been piling up for the past few weeks.\u00a0 Ben had wanted to stick around the house, just in case he was needed to help Joe, but he had errands in Virginia City which couldn\u2019t be put off much longer.\u00a0 Adam and Hoss offered to work on chores there around the ranch house until he would be able to make it home later.\u00a0 They hoped that would ease Pa\u2019s mind.\u00a0 Ben was just about to pour his second cup of coffee when his eyes caught on the sight of his youngest as he slowly descended the stairs.\u00a0 He was shocked to see that the boy was dressed in regular working clothes.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cJoseph!\u201d\u00a0 Ben called across the room and shot a concerned glance over to his other two sons.\u00a0 \u201cI really don\u2019t think you should be downstairs just yet.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe ignored his father\u2019s protest and limped over to the dining room.\u00a0 He eased into a chair and leaned his cane against the table before calling out to Hop Sing.\u00a0 \u201cCan you bring me in a cup?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Hop Sing was just as shocked as his employer to see the young man sitting there at the table.\u00a0 He turned back for the kitchen and returned with a cup and place-setting for Joe.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe reached across the table and drew off a piece of toast.\u00a0 He waved away the platter of eggs which Hoss had attempted to give him.\u00a0 There was no way he was going to try to eat anything more than toast in front of everyone else at the table.\u00a0 Ben poured Joe a cup of coffee and passed it over to him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe lifted the coffee cup up to his lips using both of his hands. \u00a0 It was the best he could manage at the time.\u00a0 Everything that used to seem natural now seemed insurmountable to him ever since he had been brought out from the root cellar.\u00a0 Utensils seemed foreign to him, and even holding a small coffee cup felt strange held there in his hands.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cHow are you doing, Little Brother?\u201d Hoss finally got up the nerve to ask.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cFine, just fine,\u201d Joe answered, though his tone seemed a mite sarcastic.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cHey, Joe &#8212; I put Cochise out in the front corral. \u00a0 Maybe you can make it out that far later to see him?\u201d Adam tried to get to his brother by using the animal that the boy loved so much.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe stopped eating after taking one bite of his toast.\u00a0 He drank a half of a cup of coffee and then stood back up without replying.\u00a0 Grabbing his cane, Joe moved away from the dining room and limped over to the front door.\u00a0 Ben was quick to get to his feet and find out what his son was up to now.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe reached up and touched the green jacket hanging there next to the front door.\u00a0 He dropped his head down and fought the memory of the last time he had worn it.\u00a0 Joe remembered placing the jacket inside his saddlebags due to the heat.\u00a0 He had been rounding up strays at least that was how Joe remembered it now.\u00a0 Joe\u2019s eyes caught on his holster lying on top of the credenza.\u00a0 His trembling hands reached over to touch his gun.\u00a0 He closed his eyes fighting the thoughts creeping back into his head.\u00a0 Joe couldn\u2019t remember for the life of him whether he had worn it the day that he had been snatched away.\u00a0 He couldn\u2019t even remember J.T.\u2019s involvement, or how he had ended up looking up at Mr. Hilliard who had held a gun on him.\u00a0 It was all a big blur now, everything other than the torture he had endured up at the cabin in Littleton.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cJoe?\u00a0 Son, are you okay?\u201d Ben whispered, noticing how the boy had dropped his head down and simply stood there next to the door.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Shaking himself from his confusion, Joe didn\u2019t answer his father but instead pulled up his holster and strapped it on.\u00a0 Then he simply pulled the front door open and limped outside.\u00a0 Ben followed and watched as Joe slowly made his way over to the front corral and leaned up against it waiting for the pinto to notice him.\u00a0 The sight of the boy looking so forlorn filled his father\u2019s heart with sadness.\u00a0 Adam and Hoss were soon outside standing next to Pa, trying to provide moral support to him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cPa, we\u2019ll keep our eyes on Joe.\u00a0 You go on into town and do what you have to at the bank.\u00a0 You ought to take a little time for yourself too.\u00a0 Why not go see Roy and have a good chat or take him to lunch with you?\u00a0 We\u2019ve got this, don\u2019t worry,\u201d Hoss insisted.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben sighed to himself. \u00a0 He knew that his son was right.\u00a0 It had been such a long while since he had spent any time away from Joe\u2019s troubles that he had lost all perspective.\u00a0 Ben hoped that maybe a few hours away from everything might bring him some badly needed clarity.\u00a0 Regardless, he did have some business that had to get accomplished, and it couldn\u2019t wait much longer.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI\u2019ll see you boys before dark.\u00a0 Be sure to keep a good eye on your brother.\u00a0 Don\u2019t let him even try to leave.\u00a0 I wouldn\u2019t put anything past that boy, not in his state of mind right now.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cHe\u2019ll be fine.\u00a0 Go on, get out of here,\u201d Adam smiled and patted his father\u2019s arm as he turned back inside to get his hat and holster.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">A few minutes later Ben was mounted on Buck and he waved goodbye to all of his boys, including Joseph; who was the only son who didn\u2019t wave back.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>************<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Both Adam and Hoss worked on getting some firewood sawed, cut and stacked.\u00a0 They knew that they could have delegated the chore to one or two of the ranch hands, but it would keep them busy while still allowing them to keep an eye on Joe.\u00a0 The boy had spent close to an hour leaning up against the front corral petting and talking to his beloved horse, Cochise.\u00a0 The two brothers had hoped that it would pick Joe\u2019s spirits up some, just being there next to his old friend.\u00a0 The kid wouldn\u2019t be able to ride the horse for a long while, but, at least he could stroke the animal\u2019s mane and spend some time with it.\u00a0 Joe had hobbled back into the house afterwards and Hoss had checked to see what he was doing.\u00a0 Hop Sing had told the big man that Joe was fine, and was once again sitting in a hot tub soaking.\u00a0 The concerned big brother figured that all of the walking outside had caused his little brother more pain and that a good soak might help him.\u00a0 Hoss turned back outside to once again help Adam with cutting the firewood.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">It was much later in the afternoon when Joe reappeared outside.\u00a0 Hoss noticed his brother sitting on the front porch at the table there.\u00a0 Joe had a shot glass and the bottle of whiskey there in front of him.\u00a0 Hoss nudged Adam and he looked over at their brother.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cHey, Joe,\u201d Hoss sang out, moving over to his little brother.\u00a0 \u201cIt\u2019s pretty over-cast today so why don\u2019t you pull off those dark glasses for a bit.\u00a0 There\u2019s not much light out here.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI\u2019m fine like I am,\u201d Joe said defensively.\u00a0 He poured a shot of the rot-gut and stared over at both of his brothers.\u00a0 \u201cYou two want a drink?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Adam approached the porch, moving to stand right next to Hoss and replied, \u201cKind of early in the day isn\u2019t it, Joe?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cYeah, I figured you\u2019d say that,\u201d Joe muttered and sneered over at his older brother.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cHop Sing made some lemonade &#8212; you want me to bring you some, Little Joe?\u201d Hoss tried to sound less condescending than Adam had come off.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe gave a sarcastic laugh and returned, \u201cYou two go get some you must be thirsty from all of that hard work.\u00a0 I am just fine with what I have here in front of me.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Adam moved up to the porch and sat down opposite his brother.\u00a0 \u201cJoe, you know Doc said you really need to take those glasses off for a while each day.\u00a0 And, like Hoss said it is over-cast right now.\u00a0 Why don\u2019t you just take them off for an hour or so?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe grabbed his cane and whiskey bottle and stood from the table.\u00a0 \u201cMind your own damned business, Adam!\u00a0 I don\u2019t need your advice or your fake concern either.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cDo you want to mess up your eyesight?\u00a0 Don\u2019t you have enough problems?\u201d Adam replied, getting perturbed by his brother\u2019s constant anger towards him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe turned back furious over what Adam had said to him.\u00a0 \u201cYeah, that\u2019s right I\u2019ve got lots of problems, problems that both you and Pa caused!\u201d Joe yelled and moved down the steps, heading out into the yard.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cLighten up on him, Adam,\u201d Hoss called over.\u00a0 \u201cYou don\u2019t know all that the boy\u2019s been through.\u201d\u00a0 Hoss knew that his older brother had no clue as to some of Joe\u2019s injuries and what had been done to the boy.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cNo, maybe I don\u2019t, Hoss, but I do know that he\u2019s got to stop blaming both Pa and me for something that wasn\u2019t our fault!\u201d\u00a0 Adam defended what he had said to Joe, as he had been hurt over all that the boy had constantly said since he had come home.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Hoss drew closer to his older brother and whispered, \u201che\u2019s in a lot of pain, Adam, and his head is messed up.\u00a0 Just calm down, will you?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI just wanted him to get those danged glasses off for a while, Hoss.\u00a0 But, all he ever does is turn everything I say into accusations.\u201d<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400\"><br \/>\n<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cC\u2019mon, let\u2019s go over and try to get through to him in a bit softer way, okay?\u201d\u00a0 Hoss asked, and Adam finally relented.\u00a0 They both walked over to the corral where Joe was now standing.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cJoe &#8212; listen &#8212; I\u2019m sorry,\u201d Adam began.\u00a0 \u201cI am worried about you, no matter what you think right now &#8212; I am worried, Kid.\u00a0 How about we try this again?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe stared at Hoss and shook his head angrily.\u00a0 \u201cHe\u2019s just something isn\u2019t he, Hoss?\u201d Joe asked, implicating Adam.\u00a0 \u201cI\u2019m supposed to believe that someone who helped Pa leave me to die actually cares about my eyesight?\u00a0 Can you believe it?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cWe didn\u2019t leave you for dead &#8212; if you\u2019d stop thinking only about yourself for a minute &#8212;<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe wouldn\u2019t let his brother finish his statement. \u00a0 He reached over to Adam and gave him a shove.\u00a0 \u201cGo away, Adam!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Adam tried his best to let his brother\u2019s anger and his shove roll off of him.\u00a0 He knew that the kid had serious problems, so he gave him that one for free.\u00a0 \u201cThat\u2019s all, Joe.\u00a0 Now, ease up,\u201d Adam warned.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cCut it out, both of you,\u201d Hoss fussed at his brothers.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Before either brother could respond, one of the hired hands came out of the bunkhouse and approached the three Cartwrights.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cHey, Joe, I thought I heard you out here! How you doing?\u201d Fletcher called over and neared the boy.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI\u2019m fine &#8212; just fine!\u201d Joe replied, still caught up in his anger towards Adam.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cLet\u2019s go sit down, Joe,\u201d Adam suggested, hoping to diffuse the situation.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe reached over and shoved Adam again, catching him off guard.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cThat\u2019s it, cut it out!\u201d Hoss attempted to get in the middle of both of his brothers.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe was able to side-step Hoss and reached around him to give Adam one final shove.\u00a0 \u00a0 However, Adam had seen the move this time, and in an attempt to push his brother\u2019s hands away, he accidently pulled the boy\u2019s glasses off of his face.\u00a0 Joe went totally berserk, flailing his fists, but not connecting with anything, as his eyes were tightly squeezed shut.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cJoe &#8212;hey \u2013 I\u2019m sorry!\u201d Adam shouted, trying to help find where the glasses had flown off to.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Unfortunately due to the scuffle, the eyeglasses had been kicked across the yard, landing close to the barn door.\u00a0 Joe fought frantically to find where they had gone, but he couldn\u2019t open his eyes enough in order to see them.\u00a0 He headed blindly to the barn, finally reaching it.\u00a0 Stunned after witnessing their brother\u2019s panic, Hoss and Adam hurried to catch up with him.\u00a0 Joe\u2019s hand hit on the barn door, but he had missed finding the glasses laying close by.\u00a0 He reached for his pistol and pulled it up into his left hand and turned towards the sound of Adam and Hoss\u2019 rapid approach.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Hoss and Adam stared over at their brother warily.\u00a0 It had surprised them both that Joe would ever pull a gun on them.\u00a0 And, even though he still had his eyes closed, they weren\u2019t about to take any chances with him in his current state of mind.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cJust settle down there, Short Shanks,\u201d Hoss called to the boy, trying to calm him by using his nickname.\u00a0 \u201cJust put your gun away and we\u2019ll find you your eyeglasses.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe held his whiskey bottle in one hand and held his Colt with his other one.\u00a0 \u201cAnyone comes in this barn I\u2019m gonna shoot them!\u00a0 Leave me the hell alone &#8212;and I mean it!\u201d Joe shouted, and entered the barn and shoved the wooden bar down to lock all others out.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cFletcher, go find Pa will you?\u00a0 He should be heading back from town by now!\u201d Adam called out to the hired hand.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI\u2019ll go fetch him!\u201d Fletcher replied and hurriedly mounted his horse, spurring it away.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cWhat do we do now?\u201d Hoss asked his brother.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Adam shook his head and sighed, \u201cWe better leave him be for now, Hoss.\u00a0 The kid\u2019s not in his right mind.\u00a0 I handled the whole situation all wrong.\u00a0 I didn\u2019t know how bad off Joe was until now.\u00a0 Adam dropped his head down to his chest full of regret and sadness.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cIt\u2019s okay, it wasn\u2019t your fault.\u00a0 Pa should be back soon, I\u2019m sure he can talk him out of there,\u201d Hoss remarked, and put his arm around his brother.\u00a0 He knew that Adam hadn\u2019t intentionally tried to pick a fight with Joe, and that he had shown restraint even after Joe had shoved him a few times. \u00a0 Hoss also knew that his older brother didn\u2019t know about some of the things that Joe had been dealing with either.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI don\u2019t know, Hoss, I\u2019m not sure Joe isn\u2019t a danger to everyone right now.\u00a0 The kid has a gun and he\u2019s got whiskey.\u00a0 That combination is a deadly one, not to mention what Joe has been thinking lately.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Hoss nodded and moved across the yard to lean against the corral to wait for either Joe to come out of the barn or for their pa to make it home.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>**************<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Adam and Hoss watched as their father abruptly dismounted there in front of the barn and walked briskly over to them.\u00a0 They hurriedly stopped him from going inside to see what was going on with Joe.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cNo, Pa!\u201d Hoss shouted, and reached for his father\u2019s arm, stopping his progress. \u201cDon\u2019t go in there.\u00a0 Joe has a gun and he\u2019s been drinking too!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben cast a hard look at both of his sons and replied, \u201cFletcher caught up with me and said that something was going on here.\u00a0 What\u2019s happened?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cWe had an argument, Pa.\u00a0 Joe can\u2019t be reasoned with right now.\u00a0 Just wait a bit, it\u2019s just not safe. \u00a0 I\u2019m not sure what he will do now,\u201d Adam returned.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cWhat set this off?\u201d Ben questioned.\u00a0 The worry in his tone was very apparent.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cWe were just trying to get him to take off those glasses.\u00a0 We weren\u2019t trying to hurt him, Pa.\u00a0 We were just telling him that Doctor Martin said he doesn\u2019t really need them anymore and it might hurt his eyesight in the long run.\u00a0 We got into a little shoving match and I accidently pulled them off of him.\u00a0 I\u2019m sorry, Pa, I think doing that sent him over the edge.\u00a0 Now he\u2019s inside here and he\u2019s got whiskey with him.\u00a0 He said he\u2019d shoot the first person who tries to go into the barn,\u201d Adam tried his best to explain, his voice rife with concern.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben kneeled down as he spotted Joe\u2019s dark glasses lying just outside of the barn door.\u00a0 He drew them to him and frowned.\u00a0 Then he folded and tucked them away inside the pocket of his vest.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cYou boys go away.\u00a0 I\u2019m going to go in there and talk to him,\u201d Ben insisted.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cPa &#8212; it just ain\u2019t safe right now,\u201d Hoss pleaded with his father, his voice sounding strained.\u00a0 \u201cJoe\u2019s not in his right mind &#8212; he might use that gun!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cGo into the house both of you!\u201d Ben commanded.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Adam looked over at Hoss, they both intended on standing their ground, not allowing their father to head into what might be a dangerous situation.\u00a0 But, when they caught the look that Pa sent over at them both, they reluctantly turned back towards the ranch house.\u00a0 They both thought that Pa going inside to talk to Joe was the worst thing he could possibly do at the time, but had to acquiesce.\u00a0 They had witnessed the fierce determination on the man\u2019s face, and knew he wasn\u2019t going to change his mind.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben drew in a deep breath and then knocked on the barn door.\u00a0 \u201cJoseph, it\u2019s your pa.\u00a0 I want to come in and talk with you.\u00a0 I\u2019ve sent your brothers away so it will only be the two of us.\u00a0 Can I come in?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben hadn\u2019t heard a reply, though he had waited a few minutes hoping his son would open the door of his own accord.\u00a0 \u201cJoseph?\u00a0 Can I come in?\u201d Ben repeated.\u00a0 Then he heard the sound of a gun cocking coming from just inside where he now stood.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cCome in, Pa,\u201d Joe called out harshly.\u00a0 He removed the wooden bar from across the door and then stepped back, retreating into the darkness.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben entered the barn warily.\u00a0 It was almost pitch black inside.\u00a0 There was only one lantern, right at the entranceway, whose wick was turned down so low that it was barely visible.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cJoseph?\u00a0 I can\u2019t see you, Son.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cBack here, leave that lantern by the door!\u00a0 I don\u2019t want the light anywhere nears me,\u201d Joe instructed, his voice sounding strangely ominous.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben tried his best to find where his son was sitting at a table in the very back beyond all of the stalls.\u00a0 Moving very slowly, he was finally able to feel the back of a chair and Ben maneuvered to sit down.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cWhy did you come?\u201d Joe muttered angrily.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI just wanted to make sure you were okay.\u00a0 It\u2019s been almost two full weeks since you got back home, Son.\u00a0 You\u2019ve pushed me away every time I\u2019ve tried to speak to you.\u00a0 Will you talk to me now?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe gave an ironic laugh and Ben heard the sound of a glass being pushed across the table towards him.\u00a0 \u201cSure, Pa, sure let\u2019s have us a good talk.\u00a0 Here.\u00a0 I\u2019ve given you some whiskey.\u00a0 Go ahead and drink it.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben\u2019s hands sought out the glass.\u00a0 He wasn\u2019t sure why the boy was insisting on him taking a drink of the liquor.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cYou want to talk? \u00a0 Then you\u2019ve got to drink,\u201d Joe stated firmly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben heard the hammer of his son\u2019s gun again.\u00a0 \u201cEase that hammer down, Joseph, and then I\u2019ll drink.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cIf I shoot myself will you choose me then?\u201d Joe began, disobeying his father\u2019s command.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben drew in a deep breath, his heart beating hard in his chest.\u00a0 Apparently his son was dwelling on why he had been left behind and why his pa had taken Adam with him and simply rode away.\u00a0 \u201cJoseph you\u2019re not going to shoot yourself.\u00a0 I didn\u2019t make a choice back then.\u00a0 They were going to kill you if I hadn\u2019t left when I did.\u00a0 There wasn\u2019t anything I could do, Son!\u00a0 I came right back for you, just as soon as I could,\u201d Ben tried, as he had for weeks, to address the facts.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe laughed, and it echoed inside the barn.\u00a0 \u201cYou came back as soon as you could, Pa?\u00a0 Three months?\u00a0 Was that as soon as you could?\u00a0 Drink your whiskey, Pa!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben was cautious due to his son\u2019s emotional state along with the amount of alcohol he might have consumed.\u00a0 \u201cI\u2019ll drink just as soon as you set that gun down.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe settled his Colt on the table.\u00a0 Ben couldn\u2019t see the weapon, but he could hear the sound of it as it hit the wooden table top.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cAre you drinking, Pa?\u201d Joe sang out, as his hand fell back on his gun again.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben took a sip of the pungent rot gut and answered with a forced calm to his voice, \u201cYes, Joseph, I\u2019m drinking.\u00a0 Now will you talk to me?\u00a0 I need to know all that\u2019s happened to you.\u00a0 You need to get it all out and help me to understand so that we can deal with it.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cDeal with it?\u201d Joe retorted bitterly.\u00a0 \u201cOkay, Pa, yes, let\u2019s deal with it!\u00a0 Do you know about the darkness?\u201d He asked, his voice suddenly falling to little more than a whisper.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cNo, Son, tell me about it,\u201d Ben urged the boy, knowing by the change in his son\u2019s tone that his memories had been driven to the surface.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cDon\u2019t go up there, Pa.\u00a0 There\u2019s pain in the light.\u00a0 Stay in the darkness, you\u2019ll be safe there,\u201d Joe\u2019s plaintive voice returned.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben noticed the difference in his son\u2019s speech and it scared him.\u00a0 It was as though he was now talking to two separate versions of Joseph.\u00a0 The boy\u2019s voice was one moment riveting, and the next moment it carried a strange haunting tone, making it all that more palpable.\u00a0 \u201cTell me what happens in the light, Joseph.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cThey took me up to the light, Pa, there\u2019s pain in the light.\u00a0 They hurt me.\u00a0 They took turns hurting me, Pa.\u00a0 Both of them just kept on hurting me.\u00a0 My hands were tied up in front of me this time, not like last time.\u00a0 Did I tell you that, Pa?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben fought off the terror he was feeling.\u00a0 He thought about past wounds and past trauma that his son had endured. \u00a0 Pa could tell that Joe was thinking about all of those incidents as well.\u00a0 \u201cNo, Son, you didn\u2019t tell me.\u00a0 What happened up there?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cDon\u2019t go up there, Pa.\u00a0 There\u2019s pain in the light.\u00a0 Stay in the darkness, you\u2019ll be safe there,\u201d Joe whispered once again.\u00a0 There was a long pause and then he sounded out louder.\u00a0 \u201cAm I crazy yet, Pa?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cNo, Joe, you\u2019re not crazy.\u00a0 You\u2019ve just been hurt very badly,\u201d Ben tried to calm the boy.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cDrink your whiskey, Pa!\u201d Joe shouted once more.\u00a0 He listened to see if his father was adhering to his demand.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI\u2019m drinking, Joe,\u201d Ben responded, trying to force a calm into his voice.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cDon\u2019t pour it on the ground again, Pa.\u00a0 I can hear that!\u201d Joe warned, and grabbed his father\u2019s glass.\u00a0 He drew it back across the table and poured another shot and then shoved it back at his father.\u00a0 \u201cI said drink, Pa! \u00a0 If you want to hear this, then you\u2019ve got to drink.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cOkay, Joseph, I\u2019ll drink.\u00a0 I\u2019m drinking it right now,\u201d Ben called out, and drew the shot glass up to his lips.\u00a0 \u201cNow, tell me &#8212; tell me what happened in the light?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cDon\u2019t go up, Pa &#8212; there\u2019s pain in the light, &#8212; stay in the darkness you\u2019ll be safe there,\u201d Joe answered, this time in one rapid breathless statement.\u00a0 \u201cThey hurt me, Pa, they both hurt me!\u00a0 Then they dragged me back into the darkness.\u00a0 But, I was safe in the darkness.\u00a0 You think that I\u2019m crazy yet, Pa?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben came to the conclusion that Joe wasn\u2019t drunk, but was having some kind of an emotional breakdown due to all of the horror which he had endured.\u00a0 Pa couldn\u2019t help thinking of that dark musty root cellar where his son had spent the better part of three months.\u00a0 The boy had been held in the worst kinds of conditions for all that time, and apparently he had been pushed far beyond what his mind could endure.\u00a0 Ben wished he had seen it coming.\u00a0 He wished that he had realized why Joe had demanded to wear those shaded glasses long beyond when he had needed to wear them physically.\u00a0 He had missed that sign.\u00a0 Ben now understood that those glasses had been used to shield his son from the memories of the horrors which had taken place in the light of the cabin where Joe had been held.\u00a0 The boy was terrified of the light, any light, and no-one had realized it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cYou\u2019re not crazy, Son.\u00a0 The men that held you hurt you so badly and in so many ways.\u00a0 But, you\u2019re not crazy.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben heard the sound of the hammer of Joe\u2019s gun again as the boy cocked it back.\u00a0 \u201cIf I shoot myself will you choose me, Pa?\u201d he cried out.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI didn\u2019t make a choice, Joseph, or I would\u2019ve stayed right there with you.\u00a0 Ease up on that hammer, Son, and put the gun down.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe gently eased the hammer back into place and settled the gun there on the table right in front of him.\u00a0 \u201cDrink your whiskey, Pa, only then will I tell you about the light.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI am drinking it, Joe.\u00a0 Now please tell me about the light.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe leaned forward towards the sound of his father\u2019s voice and whispered, \u201cBad things happen in the light, Pa.\u00a0 They hurt you up there.\u00a0 You know that they make you eat even when you don\u2019t want to?\u00a0 They shove the food into your mouth so you have to swallow, Pa.\u00a0 You either swallow it or you choke.\u00a0 Bad things happen in the light, Pa.\u00a0 They hurt me &#8212; my hands were tied in front of me &#8212; did I tell you that?\u00a0 Not like the last time, Pa, you remember?\u00a0 Back then they were tied behind me.\u00a0 Do you think that I am crazy?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben fought to control the dread he was feeling upon witnessing what seemed like his youngest son\u2019s descent into madness.\u00a0 \u201cYou are not crazy, Joseph &#8212; you are just really hurt.\u00a0 You\u2019ve been put through so much, Son.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cDrink your whiskey, Pa!\u00a0 Did I tell you about the rat?\u201d Joe questioned, as he grabbed his father\u2019s glass and refilled it.\u00a0 He then sent it back across the table with a quick shove.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Pa\u2019s stomach churned.\u00a0 He didn\u2019t know if he could emotionally handle hearing any more of his son\u2019s tales of how he had been put through such awful torment. But, he knew the boy had to get it all out. \u00a0 Ben also needed any information he could garner in order to try to help his son.\u00a0 Struggling for control of his trembling voice, he replied, \u201cTell me about the rat, Joe.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Speaking with what sounded like a wistful tone, Joe began to recount his ordeal, \u201cPa, I couldn\u2019t tell time there in the dark.\u00a0 I couldn\u2019t tell days or weeks or even months.\u00a0 But, it was okay as I was safe in the darkness,\u201d Joe broke from his recollection and the whispered voice came back.\u00a0 \u201cDon\u2019t go up there, Pa.\u00a0 There\u2019s pain in the light.\u00a0 Stay in the darkness, you\u2019ll be safe there.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben fought his desire to pull his son into his arms to shield him from the horrors which the boy had endured.\u00a0 Joe needed to share all of the events he had lived through, no matter how dreadful they were.\u00a0 \u201cWhat about the rat, Joe?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cYou mean my rat, Pa?\u00a0 That\u2019s right, it was mine!\u00a0 I would lay there in the darkness, Pa.\u00a0 I was all alone until one night &#8212; or one day &#8212; I don\u2019t know what it was because it was so dark.\u00a0 Anyway, I felt something crawl on me, Pa.\u00a0 It was a rat. \u00a0 It was my rat.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben\u2019s face flinched at the thought of what Joe had just conveyed.\u00a0 Just the image which the boy had painted through his terror filled words made Pa\u2019s heart sink in his chest.\u00a0 He fought to register in his mind all that his son was relating to him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI wasn\u2019t scared, Pa.\u00a0 It didn\u2019t bite me.\u00a0 It just lay on my chest.\u00a0 It was warm, Pa.\u00a0 It was so nice and warm and it just lay there,\u201d Joe recounted his experience with the rodent, and his voice seemed almost cheery at the time.\u00a0 \u201cI would try to save it some crumbs, Pa.\u00a0 You know &#8212;when they would take me up into the light?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cGo on, Son,\u201d Ben urged, after Joe had stopped telling his story.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cDon\u2019t go up there, Pa.\u00a0 There\u2019s pain in the light.\u00a0 Stay in the darkness, you\u2019ll be safe there,\u201d Joe whispered, the same repetitive statement.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cWhat happened, Joseph?\u00a0 What happened to the rat?\u201d Ben asked again, though he wished he didn\u2019t have to learn any further details.\u00a0 But, he knew that the information would help him figure out what had gone on, and why his son had mentioned the rat.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe squeezed his eyes closed tightly and shouted out, \u201cIf I shoot myself will you choose me this time, Pa?!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben had heard his son lifting the gun off of the table again.\u00a0 \u201cPut that gun down, Joe.\u00a0 Just lay it down and tell me about the rat.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cDrink your whiskey, Pa!\u201d Joe yelled angrily.\u00a0 \u201cYou\u2019re going to need it for this story, Pa.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI\u2019ll drink when you put that gun down, Joseph,\u201d Ben tried again to bargain with the boy to prevent an accidental discharge of the firearm.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cOkay, Pa,\u201d Joe nodded, and dropped the gun back down onto the table.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben shakily pulled the shot glass up to his lips and took another sip.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Satisfied, after hearing his father drink, Joe continued his story.\u00a0 \u201cThey took me into the light, Pa.\u00a0 Both of them did bad things to me.\u00a0 I won\u2019t ever tell you what they did! \u00a0 But they took turns doing <\/span><b>very<\/b><span style=\"font-weight: 400\"> bad things to me.\u00a0 But, my hands were tied in front of me this time &#8212; not like before, Pa.\u00a0 You were there so you remember before how I was tied, right? But, wait &#8212;did I tell you this already?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u00a0Ben knew exactly what memory had been conjured up in Joe\u2019s mind.\u00a0 There were a few instances that he could think of where the boy had been tied like that, with his hands behind him.\u00a0 But Ben knew in his heart the exact incident Joseph was referring to in his continued mention of how his ropes had been placed on his wrists.\u00a0 It was the memory of what had happened four years ago which caused Ben to share in the boy\u2019s anguish.\u00a0 \u201cYes, Son, you told me about how you were tied up this time.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cAfter they would hurt me, then they would drop buckets of cold water onto me to clean me up.\u00a0 Bucket after bucket, Pa, until I was half drowned.\u00a0 They wanted me clean for the next time they\u2019d take me up into the light. \u00a0 Then they would wrap me in an old blanket and put me back down into the darkness,\u201d Joe continued to detail some of the events which he had lived through.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben drew his hands up to cover his face.\u00a0 He attempted to fight back tears over all of the torment his son had gone through and how it was now affecting his mind.\u00a0 \u201cGo on, Son,\u201d He coaxed the boy, as gently as he could muster at the time.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI tried to smuggle crumbs for my rat, Pa.\u00a0 Sometimes I\u2019d hold my wrists real tight so the crumbs wouldn\u2019t get wet when they threw the water over me.\u00a0 That way I could feed my rat later.\u00a0 He would crawl on my wrists and he would eat the crumbs and then he would go to sleep on my chest,\u201d Joe explained it all matter-of-factly, as though it was a totally normal thing to have done.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben noticed his son had stopped speaking again.\u00a0 He thought that he heard the boy now sobbing, but it was so faint that he couldn\u2019t tell for sure.\u00a0 It was also far too dark there in the back of the barn to see Joe\u2019s face.\u00a0 \u201cTell me what happened.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe began once more, in a soft whisper.\u00a0 \u201cPa, they must\u2019ve heard me talking to my rat.\u00a0 I didn\u2019t mean to get him into trouble,\u201d Joe stopped once again, and now he was definitely crying, there was no doubt.\u00a0 He still gripped his gun in his left hand, but Joe dropped his head down on the table next to it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben wanted to reach for his son\u2019s hand to offer him emotional support.\u00a0 But, he was cognizant of the fact that the boy was on the brink of a mental collapse and that he just might accidentally fire his weapon.\u00a0 \u201cJoseph &#8212; go on tell me what happened.\u00a0 It\u2019s okay, just get it out.\u00a0 You\u2019ve held this in for far too long.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cDon\u2019t go up, Pa.\u00a0 There\u2019s pain in the light.\u00a0 Stay in the darkness, you\u2019ll be safe there, \u201cJoe sobbed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cWhat happened to the rat, Joe?\u201d Ben questioned, though he dreaded what would be revealed next.\u00a0 He was finding the whole situation to be emotionally overwhelming.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe finally lifted his head from off of the table and took in a deep breath, gathering his thoughts.\u00a0 \u201cThey came and pulled him off of my chest, Pa.\u00a0 They held him by his tail!\u00a0 Then they took him up the stairs &#8212; to the very top step where the light was.\u00a0 Oh, Pa!\u00a0 Bad things happen in the light!\u201d Joe exclaimed breathlessly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cTell me, Son,\u201d Ben urged, fighting back his own tears.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cThey dropped him there on the top step and then they stomped him, Pa!\u00a0 They stomped him!\u00a0 I heard his bones break, Pa &#8212; they killed him.\u00a0 Pa, they killed my rat,\u201d Joe stopped and sucked in a hitched breath.\u00a0 His voice changed pitch again and he called out with far more volume, \u201cam I crazy <\/span><b>now<\/b><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">, Pa?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben didn\u2019t know what to do at that point.\u00a0 He was well aware that Joe was falling down a deep well of despair, and he had no idea how to stop the descent.\u00a0 \u201cNo, Joseph, you are not crazy.\u00a0 They injured you in so many ways.\u00a0 You endured so much.\u00a0 But it will be okay, Son.\u00a0 Though it will take some time, it will be okay.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe sucked in air again and his voice took on a more mournful cadence as he continued, \u201cPa, you want to know what they did after they killed my rat?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben once again fought to answer.\u00a0 He was having trouble dealing with all that he had already been told about his son\u2019s imprisonment.\u00a0 However, this was his son, his child, and he was injured almost to the point of no return.\u00a0 He had to ask, he had to fit together all of the pieces of the puzzle that were locked inside the boy\u2019s mind in order to help him.\u00a0 Finally, he drew in a deep and hurtful breath and replied, \u201cWhat happened, Joseph?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cThey brought me up into the light &#8212; bad things happen in the light, Pa!\u00a0 They held me down and they fed me.\u00a0 They shoved the food in my mouth, Pa.\u00a0 I had to swallow or choke.\u00a0 Pa &#8212; they cooked my rat &#8212; and that\u2019s what they made me eat!\u00a0 They made me eat my rat, Pa!\u201d Joe shouted out, still mentally stuck inside all of the horror which the whole event had cost him.\u00a0 He settled his head back down onto the table again.\u00a0 Joe\u2019s gun was still clutched tightly in his left hand. \u201cI know you think I\u2019m crazy now, Pa!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">As Joe\u2019s father, Ben had always tried to be his protector.\u00a0 It was very apparent that he had failed the boy.\u00a0 He felt like it was his fault that he hadn\u2019t found his son for three long months.\u00a0 Knowing this, Pa wanted to settle his head onto the table and weep right alongside of his boy.\u00a0 Ben couldn\u2019t imagine the types of torture which his youngest son had been forced to endure.\u00a0 \u201cOh, Joseph, no, you\u2019re not crazy,\u201d Ben insisted.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI AM crazy and you\u2019re gonna put me in an asylum, Pa!\u00a0 I heard you telling Adam and Hoss that you were,\u201d Joe sang out angrily, fighting for what little control he could muster.\u00a0 So don\u2019t say I\u2019m not crazy if you don\u2019t believe it!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cSon, you misunderstood whatever you heard.\u00a0 I\u2019ve been talking about taking you to a hospital in San Francisco to get your leg fixed.\u00a0 I wasn\u2019t going to send you to an asylum.\u00a0 Doctor Martin says there\u2019s a good surgeon there who can fix you.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cFix my leg, Pa?\u00a0 <\/span><b>Nobody<\/b><span style=\"font-weight: 400\"> can fix my leg, Pa.\u00a0 Fix my head?\u00a0 <\/span><b>Nobody<\/b><span style=\"font-weight: 400\"> can fix my head either.\u00a0 You just want to send me away.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cNo, Son.\u00a0 Have I ever lied to you?\u00a0 No, I haven\u2019t and I\u2019m not about to start now.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe wiped at his eyes and tried to breathe, though it was getting harder.\u00a0 He tried to register all that his father had said.\u00a0 \u201cDrink your whiskey, Pa!\u201d Joe yelled, and drew up his Colt from the table, pulling back on the hammer again.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben couldn\u2019t see the gun, but he had distinctly heard the metallic clicking of the hammer as his son had pulled it back.\u00a0 \u201cI\u2019ll drink once I hear you put down your gun, Joe.\u00a0 Now ease up on that hammer, you don\u2019t want it to go off.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe eased back the hammer and set his gun down once more.\u00a0 He brought his father\u2019s glass forward and poured another shot and then sailed it across the table.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cTell me what happened to your leg, Joseph?\u201d Ben asked.\u00a0 He had tried for weeks to get the boy to explain to him how he\u2019d gotten hurt but to no avail.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cDon\u2019t go up, Pa, there\u2019s pain in the light.\u00a0 Stay in the darkness, you\u2019ll be safe there,\u201d Joe whispered in response.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cHow did it happen?\u201d Ben pleaded for an answer.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cThey took me up to the light, Pa.\u00a0 Bad things happen in the light.\u00a0 They took their time with me. \u00a0 Both of them took turns hurting me, Pa.\u00a0 I can\u2019t tell you everything that they did to me.\u00a0 Some things you can never know. \u00a0 Did I tell you my hands were tied in front of me, Pa?\u00a0 Not like before, you know when my hands were tied behind me?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben fought to reply, his throat tight and dry with fear, \u201cYes, Son, you told me about your ropes. \u00a0 What happened?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cThis time they didn\u2019t pour the buckets of cold water over me to clean me up.\u00a0 They always cleaned me off to be ready for the next time they\u2019d bring me back up into the light.\u00a0 They always wanted me clean.\u00a0 I had no idea why they didn\u2019t do that this time and I didn\u2019t know what they were going to do to me next.\u00a0 I thought they had already done everything to me already.\u00a0 Just like when they put the rope around my neck &#8212; they did that when they brought me up the last time.\u00a0 I thought they were going to hang me, but they didn\u2019t.\u00a0 At least they didn\u2019t really hang me, not all the way, just enough to make them laugh.\u00a0 They laughed when I started to choke, but then they took the noose back off.\u00a0 You know they wanted me to cry, but I didn\u2019t.\u00a0 I stopped crying a long time ago, way back when they began to hurt me when I got to the cabin.\u00a0 I just didn\u2019t have any more tears left in me after those first couple of times I guess,\u201d Joe paused as his hand reached up and rubbed at his neck due to the memory he had conjured back up again.\u00a0 \u201cAfter they did whatever else that they wanted to do to me one last time, I heard them saying something about leaving.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben clenched his hands, swept up in his need for vengeance which was always there just below the surface.\u00a0 Listening to his boy as he had explained how he had almost been hung made his pulse quicken. \u00a0 He needed to hurt those evil men for all that they had done to the boy who sat there in the dark and recounted the unimaginable horrors done there inside the cabin.\u00a0 \u201cDid you see their faces, Joe?\u201d Ben had to ask.\u00a0 His son had refused to give any description of his captors for almost two weeks straight.\u00a0 Pa needed clues in order to seek some kind of justice for all that the boy had endured.\u00a0 Everyone who knew Ben Cartwright was cognizant of the fact that to hurt Joseph was far worse than if they had harmed his father.\u00a0 They also knew that somehow Pa would find those responsible even if it took the rest of his life to do it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cNo, Pa.\u00a0 It was too bright in the light, they made sure of that.\u00a0 I would keep my eyes closed and play possum Pa.\u00a0 Do you know why a possum pretends to be dead?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cTell me, Son?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cSo\u2019s the wild animals won\u2019t hurt them. \u00a0 But that doesn\u2019t work, Pa.\u00a0 I tried to play possum but I still got hurt.\u00a0 But, I did stay real still.\u00a0 They said they would fix it that I wouldn\u2019t ever be able to leave. Then they dragged me across the room.\u00a0 I felt my left leg being lifted onto something.\u00a0 I think it was a block of wood, I don\u2019t know because I couldn\u2019t look at the light.\u00a0 It was holding my ankle up, Pa.\u00a0 And then &#8212;then,\u201d Joe stopped abruptly as a guttural sound gushed out of his throat, followed by an intense primal scream.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben almost came out of his chair, so shocked by the sounds which had emanated from his boy\u2019s mouth.\u00a0 He had to regroup and try to get his emotions back in check. \u00a0 After a few moments he finally asked, \u201cWhat happened?\u00a0 What did they do?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cThey stomped me, Pa!\u201d\u00a0 Joe shrieked.\u00a0 \u201cThey stomped my leg, Pa!\u00a0 I heard my bones break &#8212; just like I heard bones breaking when they stomped my rat, Pa!\u00a0 Oh, Pa!\u00a0 Bad things happen in the light, Pa!\u201d\u00a0 Joe whimpered, and dropped his head on his arms again.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben recoiled in shock and felt his body go limp.\u00a0 He didn\u2019t know what to say nor how to pick up the pieces of what was left of the shattered boy there in front of him.\u00a0 He almost forgot about the gun and began to reach for his son.\u00a0 Ben caught himself at the last minute and had to wait for the moment to arise when he could help the tormented boy.\u00a0 \u201cDear God no, Joseph!\u00a0 I\u2019m so sorry, I\u2019m just so sorry,\u201d Ben sobbed.\u00a0 He couldn\u2019t help himself.\u00a0 The devastated father had held his own emotions in just as long as it had been humanly possible. \u00a0 But now he couldn\u2019t contain the overwhelming sorrow over what had been done to the boy he loved so dearly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI don\u2019t know if I screamed, Pa.\u00a0 I only know that I woke up in the light and nobody was there.\u00a0 I could sense I was alone but I couldn\u2019t look because it was too bright, Pa.\u00a0 Bad things happen in the light, Pa.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben fought once again to reply to what had been said, though it took the last fragments of all of his internal strength to do it.\u00a0 \u201cWhat did you do then, Joe?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI dragged myself to the stairs, Pa.\u00a0 I dragged my left leg behind me to the stairs. And then step by step I crawled back down into the darkness.\u00a0 It\u2019s safe in the darkness, Pa.\u00a0 Then I searched using my hands until I found whatever I could &#8212; I think it was a pipe or something sticking out of the ground.\u00a0 I\u2019m not sure.\u00a0 But, I put my left boot under it and then I tried to push using my right foot and leg in order to set the broken bones.\u00a0 Oh, Pa!\u00a0 I didn\u2019t do it right!\u00a0 Pa, I didn\u2019t set my leg right.\u00a0 It\u2019s never going to be fixed.\u00a0 I did it all wrong, Pa!\u201d Joe exclaimed, feeling as though it was his fault that his leg would never heal now.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cNo, Son.\u00a0 You did as well as anyone could have under those circumstances,\u201d Ben argued.\u00a0 \u201cA man wasn\u2019t meant to set his own leg.\u00a0 Your leg was broken far too badly for you to have gotten a good set, Joseph.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe cried, \u201cI know I\u2019m crazy now, Pa!\u201d\u00a0 He drew the gun back up and pulled back on the hammer.\u00a0 \u201cIf I shoot myself will you choose me this time, Pa?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben drew in a deep breath and held it in.\u00a0 He had heard the true remorse in the boy\u2019s explanation and now witnessed the way Joe\u2019s mind had gone back once again to why he had been left behind to begin with.\u00a0 \u201cJoseph, you are not crazy.\u00a0 And, you have to get it into your head that I didn\u2019t choose Adam over you.\u00a0 Yes, he had been shot and needed to get to Doc\u2019s, but that\u2019s not why I left you. \u00a0 They were holding a gun to your head and said that they would kill you if I didn\u2019t leave right away.\u00a0 You have to know I\u2019d never leave you if there had been any other way!\u00a0 Joseph, you\u2019re so upset that you\u2019re not thinking straight.\u00a0 You have to know how much I\u2019ve always loved you.\u00a0 I\u2019d never leave without you if there was any other way.\u00a0 It took three months to find you, but there wasn\u2019t one single day that went by that I didn\u2019t search for you &#8212; we all searched for you.\u00a0 Now let up on that hammer and put down your gun!\u00a0 We need to talk about getting your leg fixed now.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cNo, Pa,\u201d Joe sobbed.\u00a0 \u201cNobody can fix my leg and nobody can fix my head,\u201d Joe paused and dropped his head down on the table right on top of his left hand which still held his Colt, though he had taken the time to ease the hammer back into place.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cThat\u2019s just not true, Joe!\u00a0 You have a good chance at that leg being fixed.\u00a0 I just have to get you to the hospital.\u00a0 You know it\u2019s the same hospital where your uncle works, right?\u00a0 You\u2019ve always liked Dr. Peele, right?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cThat\u2019s the place that put me in restraints!\u00a0 You want to put me in there and leave me!\u00a0 I know you do!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cNo, Joseph, you\u2019re wrong.\u00a0 It\u2019s been many years since you were there and had to be placed into restraints.\u00a0 And, that wasn\u2019t because you were crazy.\u00a0 Son, you remember, right?\u00a0 That\u2019s when you were getting off of the morphine.\u00a0 Joseph, you weren\u2019t sent away because you were crazy back then, it was to get you off of that medicine.\u00a0 You wouldn\u2019t be going to the hospital this time for any reason other than to get your leg mended and I\u2019ll be right there with you.\u00a0 I won\u2019t leave you, I promise!\u00a0 There\u2019s a whole brand new surgical wing that helps people with injuries.\u00a0 Now that\u2019s where I\u2019d take you, just to get your leg fixed up,\u201d Ben tried his best to get his son to comprehend all that he had tried to explain to him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI can\u2019t,\u201d Joe cried, shaking his head back and forth hopelessly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cYou know why! \u00a0 I\u2019ve told you! \u00a0 It\u2019s because at the hospital there\u2019s light there, Pa!\u00a0 There\u2019s pain in the light.\u00a0 I can\u2019t be in the light anymore.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Trying to determine how to best get through to his son, Ben fought to find the right words. \u00a0 He was beginning to feel like he was quickly losing the battle to get Joseph to understand.\u00a0 Ben could tell that Joe needed to have professional help, and a lot of it, in order to mend his injured leg.\u00a0 The boy also needed help with whatever was going on inside his mind.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cPa, my brain is all jumbled up.\u00a0 I think I\u2019m crazy.\u00a0 I don\u2019t blame you for wanting to put me away.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI\u2019m not going to put you away,\u201d Ben reiterated.\u00a0 He thought for a few minutes and said, \u201cJoseph, how about your glasses?\u00a0 What if you wear them and then you won\u2019t be in the light when you go to the hospital to get your leg fixed?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe stared over in the direction of his father\u2019s voice and tried to think on what he had offered.\u00a0 \u201cBut, will they break my leg again, Pa?\u00a0 I don\u2019t want to get stomped. \u00a0 I can\u2019t take that and I can\u2019t take the light.\u00a0 The light only brings pain.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben sighed and replied, \u201cSon, they will sedate you during the operation to fix your leg. \u00a0 You won\u2019t feel anything, I promise you. \u00a0 You won\u2019t have the kind of pain that you went through when those evil men broke your leg.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe\u2019s right hand went up to the top of his head and held onto it.\u00a0 \u201cWhat about my head, Pa?\u00a0 Can they fix my head?\u00a0 I\u2019m afraid of the light, Pa.\u00a0 I don\u2019t want to be in the light.\u00a0 Will you stay in the darkness with me?\u00a0 Or will you just leave me again?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI\u2019m sure there are doctors who can help you with those kinds of things, Son.\u00a0 And, as for the darkness &#8212; well &#8212; if you need me to stay in the darkness with you then I will.\u00a0 I\u2019ll stay with you in the darkness for however long you need me to be there.\u00a0 I promise you that I will not leave you. Now, will you hand me that gun please?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe lifted his Colt up from the table and called over to his father and said, \u201cI wasn\u2019t going to shoot Adam and Hoss, Pa.\u00a0 I wasn\u2019t going to shoot you either.\u00a0 I was going to shoot myself.\u00a0 I thought that if I did, well, then you would choose me this time.\u00a0 I didn\u2019t want you to leave me again.\u00a0 I\u2019m scared, Pa.\u00a0 I\u2019m more scared of living than I am of dying.\u00a0 You said that you took Adam with you because he was shot and that you left me so I wouldn\u2019t be killed.\u00a0 But, I <\/span><b>was<\/b><span style=\"font-weight: 400\"> killed, Pa!\u00a0 Those men killed me every single day for three months.\u00a0 And, now I can\u2019t be in the light.\u00a0 Pa, there\u2019s bad things in the light! \u00a0 That\u2019s why I have to stay in the darkness.\u00a0 You can\u2019t be with me unless you stay in the darkness too.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben fought back tears once more after hearing what Joseph had said.\u00a0 It hurt so much to think about the boy feeling as though he had died every day for three straight months.\u00a0 Trying his best to regroup his emotions, he replied, \u201cI understand, Joseph.\u00a0 You see Adam and Hoss didn\u2019t know how you felt.\u00a0 I didn\u2019t know how you felt either.\u00a0 But, now that we do know, we can all help you.\u00a0 I\u2019ve told you that I will stay in the darkness for as long as it takes and I won\u2019t leave you.\u00a0 I promise you that I won\u2019t leave you again.\u00a0 Now, will you please hand me your gun?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cHere, Pa,\u201d Joe whispered, and reached across the table.\u00a0 He relinquished the weapon to his father.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben sighed wearily.\u00a0 He had been so petrified that Joe would inadvertently shoot himself, that now, holding his son\u2019s gun, helped calm his own nerves.\u00a0 One by one Ben shucked the shells out of the Colt and placed them inside the pocket of his shirt.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cWill you let me take you inside the house with me now, Joseph?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe slid out of his chair and went down to his knees onto the hay covered floor of the barn.\u00a0 He held his hands up to his face and wept.\u00a0 Ben felt his way over to the boy and knelt down there alongside of him. \u00a0 He placed his arms around Joe and drew his son close to him, sheltering the boy inside his loving embrace.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cIt\u2019s going to be okay, Joseph.\u00a0 I promise you it will be okay,\u201d Ben whispered.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cWhat about the light, Pa?\u00a0 The light is in the house,\u201d Joe cried, panic in his voice.\u00a0 \u201cThere\u2019s pain in the light, Pa.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben reached inside his vest pocket and pulled out his son\u2019s dark glasses.\u00a0 \u201cHere,\u201d He said and placed the glasses into Joe\u2019s hands.\u00a0 \u201cYou wear these and I\u2019ll let your brothers know that we need to turn the lamps down some in the house.\u00a0 Will that help, Son?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe nodded as he pulled the dark glasses up and placed them over his eyes.\u00a0 \u201cTell them about the light and tell them it\u2019s safe in the darkness.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI will,\u201d Ben agreed, and helped to pull his son to standing.\u00a0 He slowly eased the boy out of the barn.\u00a0 Joe\u2019s limp was markedly worse as they walked through the barn door and out into the yard.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>**************<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">As they exited the barn, Pa noticed both Hoss and Adam standing there off to the side.\u00a0 Hoss was mopping his eyes on his shirt sleeve and Adam had his hands held up over his mouth.\u00a0 Ben could tell that they had overheard everything that had been said inside the barn.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cPa&#8212; you and Joe take your time going into the house.\u00a0 Adam and I are going to get those lamps turned down in the living room \u2013 and well &#8212; anywhere else that they\u2019re too bright!\u201d Hoss insisted.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cYeah, won\u2019t take us long!\u201d Adam sang out as he and Hoss hurried to do whatever they could in order to help their little brother in dealing with the dread of being forced into the light.\u00a0 Both of his brothers were now keenly aware that pain was always there in Joe\u2019s mind.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben matched his son\u2019s slow gait with that of his own.\u00a0 He tried hard to decipher all that he had witnessed and heard inside of the barn.\u00a0 Joe allowed his father to make the first real physical contact that the two of them had shared in many months, as Pa helped to hold him up as they made the trek to the front porch.\u00a0 Ben slowly eased the boy down into one of the chairs next to the entranceway.\u00a0 He wanted to be sure that they gave both of Joe\u2019s brothers the time they needed to draw down the wicks in all of the lamps inside of the house.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cJoseph?\u201d Ben whispered.\u00a0 He watched as the boy stretched his injured left leg out in front of him.\u00a0 \u201cHow bad is the pain from your leg?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe looked down at the wooden planks of the porch and replied shaking his head hopelessly, \u201cPa, all I have is pain.\u00a0 Pain is all that I know.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben sadly glanced over at the boy, witnessing how broken and despondent his son appeared.\u00a0 It hurt him to the marrow because he had no idea how to fix any of Joseph\u2019s problems at the time.\u00a0 He prayed that he could get the boy the help that he needed.\u00a0 \u201cI\u2019ll contact your uncle tomorrow.\u00a0 We\u2019ll see what we can do about helping you with that pain, Joe.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cWe\u2019re all set in here, Pa,\u201d Adam called as both he and Hoss came outside onto the porch.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cHere you go, Little Brother,\u201d Hoss said, and reached over to hand Joe the cane he had dropped during his tussle with his brothers earlier.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cAre you ready, Son?\u201d Ben asked his youngest.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe fidgeted with his eye glasses and with great effort stood up, now leaning heavily on his cane.\u00a0 \u201cThere\u2019s pain in the light, Pa.\u00a0 Please keep it away,\u201d Joe whispered to his father, just out of ear-shot from his brothers.\u00a0 He looked warily at both Hoss and Adam.\u00a0 But, Joe was especially afraid of what Adam might do.\u00a0 Joe hadn\u2019t forgotten that it was his oldest brother who had caused his glasses to come off which had sent him frantically seeking the shelter of the barn.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben caught the sound of fear in Joe\u2019s whispered plea and also noticed how the boy had looked warily over at Adam.\u00a0 \u201cIt will be okay, Son.\u00a0 I\u2019ll keep you from the light &#8212; and so will your brothers.\u00a0 Now, let\u2019s get you inside,\u201d Pa urged and helped steady his son as they slowly headed from the porch and over to the front door.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">As Pa helped Joe inside the house his brothers watched as the boy came to an abrupt stop there next to the credenza.\u00a0 He cast a cautious glance around the living room, making sure the lamps were in fact drawn down.\u00a0 His father and brothers exchanged concerned looks, wondering just what Joe was thinking at the time.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI \u2013 I think I\u2019d like to go up to my room,\u201d Joe stuttered in a low and extremely fearful voice.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cHere, Joe, let me go up with you,\u201d Hoss jumped right to his brother\u2019s aid.\u00a0 He guessed that Pa would want to send someone for the doctor, and needed to keep that fact away from Joe at the time.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cYes, that would be good, Hoss,\u201d Ben nodded over to him gratefully.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe paused there for a few minutes and stared back over at his father fear still in his eyes.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cIt\u2019s okay, Joseph, I\u2019ll be right up,\u201d Ben said calmly and reached out and touched the boy\u2019s shoulder.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Hoss waited for his brother to start moving to the stairs and then walked right next to him, keeping pace with Joe all the way up to his room.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cAdam, better send someone for Doctor Martin,\u201d Ben sighed and placed Joe\u2019s empty gun there by the door.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI\u2019ll go, Pa &#8212; I think I could use a little air,\u201d Adam admitted.\u00a0 He had been so worried that Joe might shoot his father or himself that it had been at his insistence that both he and Hoss had waited just outside of the barn.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben nodded and patted his son\u2019s arm.\u00a0 \u201cThat\u2019ll be fine, Son.\u00a0 Maybe tell him some of what you saw and heard so he\u2019ll know why I\u2019m sending for him.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Adam\u2019s eyes tracked down to the credenza and he replied, \u201cPa &#8212; what about that gun?\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Pa noticed that his son was looking at Joe\u2019s weapon.\u00a0 He reached inside his shirt pocket and removed the six bullets that he had withdrawn from it inside the barn earlier.\u00a0 Ben held them out so his son could see them.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cWell, that\u2019s good &#8212; but what about the other guns around here?\u00a0 I just want to make sure that when I get home there won\u2019t be another situation like you had to deal with a little while ago.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cOne worry at a time, Adam, don\u2019t fret I\u2019ll be sure to keep my eyes on Joseph.\u00a0 Now go and bring Doc out here.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Adam nodded and left the house.\u00a0 He wasn\u2019t entirely convinced that Joe no longer posed a danger to anyone. \u00a0 But he trusted his father, even if he didn\u2019t quite trust his little brother at the present time.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>**************<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">When Ben made it upstairs, he spied Hoss standing just outside of Joe\u2019s bedroom.\u00a0 He walked over to him to find out what was going on, and why he wasn\u2019t watching the boy.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cHoss, why aren\u2019t you inside with your brother?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cHe said he wanted to get undressed, Pa.\u00a0 It\u2019s okay, I\u2019ve been right here listening at his door.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben knocked on the door and called in to Joe, \u201cCan I come in, Son?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">When there was no answer, both Ben and Hoss walked inside the room.\u00a0 They saw that Joe was already changed and laying under the covers in his bed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cJoseph?\u00a0 Do you want to try and get some sleep?\u201d Ben asked calmly as he moved to sit in the chair next to the bed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cDid you tell him, Pa?\u00a0 Did you tell Hoss about the light?\u201d Joe whispered in response.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Hoss and his father exchanged worried glances. Joe seemed to be caught inside his fears, just as he had been inside the barn.\u00a0 This time, however there was no anger to go along with that fear.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cHe knows, Son,\u201d Pa reassured the boy gently.\u00a0 \u201cYou don\u2019t have to worry about the light.\u00a0 Everyone knows now, Joseph.\u00a0 You go ahead and get some sleep, okay?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cStay in the darkness &#8212; you\u2019ll be safe there,\u201d Joe whispered and closed his eyes.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben looked up at Hoss and saw the sadness all over the big man\u2019s face.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI know, Hoss,\u201d Ben nodded.\u00a0 No further words were needed between the two of them.\u00a0 They were both worried about Joe\u2019s state of mind, and whether they would be able to help the boy.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>**************<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Late that evening both Ben and Doctor Martin sat in the living room discussing all that had gone on that day.\u00a0 Adam had tried his best to describe to Paul exactly what had happened before his brother had locked himself inside the barn and brandished his pistol.\u00a0 Upon arriving, the doctor had requested that he talk to Ben alone before going upstairs to check on his patient.\u00a0 He figured he would get the father\u2019s perspective, after hearing what his eldest son thought about the situation.\u00a0 And, besides that, Paul knew that Ben would need to get a lot off of his chest.\u00a0 He knew that the man had gone through a very rough time in trying to talk his youngest son to hand over his weapon.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cThe Joe Cartwright who entered that barn was not the same Joe Cartwright who came out of it later, Paul,\u201d Ben remarked as he downed his brandy, trying to calm his jittery nerves.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cAdam mentioned Joe describing how his leg got broken?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben fought the rage he couldn\u2019t shake over what had been done to his son.\u00a0 There had been such trauma done to his boy\u2019s body that Pa had trouble comprehending it all.\u00a0 \u201cYes, evidently those men thought that by crippling my son that he would just die there in the cabin once they left him there.\u00a0 They raised his leg onto something and then, as Joseph said, stomped it.\u00a0 He said he heard the bones break.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Paul shook his head, fighting his own anxiety over what all he had heard thus far.\u00a0 \u201cI know those men will pay dearly for what they\u2019ve done, Ben.\u00a0 But, this isn\u2019t a time for vengeance we have to help Joe heal some first.\u00a0 Who set the leg?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben poured another shot of brandy and offered one to Doc, but the man waved it away.\u00a0 \u201cJoseph did.\u00a0 He said once he came around he was up in the light and crawled back down into the cellar.\u00a0 Joe said he stuck his left boot under something and then tried to pull on it using his right leg.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Sighing, and biting back anger again, Paul replied, \u201cWell, that explains why it wasn\u2019t set properly.\u00a0 That poor kid!\u00a0 Those men hurt his body so much, and he suffered for such a long time that I don\u2019t know how in the world he\u2019s still alive.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI know,\u201d Ben answered, and fought back tears.\u00a0 \u201cHe told me he died every day for three months.\u00a0 And, he kept bringing up how he was tied. \u00a0 I think Joseph was alluding to what happened to him four years ago, but he wouldn\u2019t come out with it.\u00a0 We\u2019ve both seen some signs of that.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cSadistic bastards,\u201d Paul muttered.\u00a0 Ben had rarely heard the man cuss, but Joe wasn\u2019t just any patient to him, so it hadn\u2019t surprised him all that much.\u00a0 Paul not only delivered Joseph, but he had cared for him through many illnesses and injuries over the years, including the dreadful incident which had occurred there at the ranch house four years ago.\u00a0 \u201cIt\u2019s all too much, Ben.\u00a0 But, if we feel this way imagine how that boy is feeling?\u00a0 It sounds as if the anger he was using towards both you and Adam has finally ended and in its place is the horror caused by all that he went through.\u00a0 I also think that when those glasses came off during that little scuffle he had with Adam and Joe had to see the light for the first time since he was with his captors jolted his mind back there to that cabin.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cDo you have any idea what we can do to help the boy?\u201d Ben asked hopefully.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cHe needs to get to that hospital for his leg, or like I told you the other day he\u2019s going to be lame for life.\u00a0 Maybe Doctor Peele can arrange for some special care?\u00a0 I\u2019m sure there are doctors on staff who help patients deal with trauma.\u00a0 I know Joe had several doctors tend him years ago when he went through the morphine withdrawal.\u00a0 It\u2019s worth asking Harold, isn\u2019t it?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cYes, that was my thought too,\u201d Ben nodded.\u00a0 \u201cI\u2019m going to wire him about getting a surgeon ready to try to heal Joe\u2019s leg, and once I tell Harold about Joe\u2019s emotional problems I\u2019m sure he will be able to help with that too.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Doctor Martin drew in a deep breath and pulled himself to standing.\u00a0 \u201cLet me go and see the boy, Ben.\u00a0 Then, if you want to write the telegraph I\u2019ll send it once I get back to town. \u00a0 I want to send him my observations as well.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben stood alongside of Paul and they moved towards the stairs together.\u00a0 \u201cI sure would appreciate that,\u201d Ben replied.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cHe hasn\u2019t moved a muscle,\u201d Hoss announced as his father and the Doc walked into the room and over to Joe\u2019s bed.\u00a0 He stood from the chair to give both men more room to examine his brother.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cYou go on downstairs, Hoss.\u00a0 I\u2019ll let you know how it goes,\u201d Ben called over to his son.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cOkay, Pa, I\u2019m glad to see you here, Doc,\u201d Hoss replied and patted the doctor on the shoulder before he turned out of the bedroom<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben reached down to his youngest and placed the palm of his hand on the boy\u2019s left cheek.\u00a0 He stroked Joe\u2019s face gently and then whispered to Paul.\u00a0 \u201cIf you could\u2019ve heard him, Doc, he was vague about some things, and yet so descriptive about some of the other horrors inflicted on him.\u00a0 Sitting there in the darkness I couldn\u2019t even see the boy\u2019s face, but I could feel his pain so intensely, just as though it had all happened to me.\u00a0 He kept on pulling back the hammer of his gun and I\u2019ve never felt so frightened in my life &#8212;so scared that he was going to shoot himself.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Paul was just about to comment but he noticed that his patient was beginning to wake up.\u00a0 Tossing is head side to side, and making a few moaning sounds, Joe finally woke back up.\u00a0 He looked over to the side of the bed and saw both the doctor and his father staring intently over at him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cDoc &#8212; Doc, when did you get here?\u201d Joe whispered as he fought off the dullness from having been asleep for so long.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cOh, not long, Joe,\u201d Paul said and sent a smile down to the boy.\u00a0 \u201cJoe, how about I give you the once over?\u00a0 Is that okay with you?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe simply nodded, and unlike all the other times in the past two weeks, he cooperated fully this time.\u00a0 Paul went about checking his patient over thoroughly.\u00a0 He listened to his chest, checked on all of Joe\u2019s wounds and then examined his broken left leg.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cThose wounds on your back are much better, Joe.\u00a0 I don\u2019t think your pa or I will have to put that medicine on them anymore.\u201d Doc announced, trying to think of something positive to say.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cBites,\u201d Joe corrected.\u00a0 \u201cThey happened in the light, bad things happen in the light.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben and Paul exchanged apprehensive glances over what the boy had said. Both of them were surprised that Joe had admitted that the wounds, which both men had doctored over the last two weeks, were indeed bites.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cDo you want to tell us how they happened, Joe?\u201d the doctor asked quietly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe simply shook his head and then eased back under his covers.\u00a0 He reached up with his left hand to make sure that his glasses were securely in place over his eyes.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cYour father and I are going to get in touch with your uncle, Joe.\u00a0 Let\u2019s see how soon you can get that surgery for your leg.\u00a0 That way you won\u2019t have the pain that you do now when you stand or walk,\u201d Paul tried again to sound upbeat in order to try to ease the boy\u2019s troubled mind.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cDo you know about the light, Doc?\u00a0 Did Pa tell you?\u201d Joe asked in a trembling whisper.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Paul sighed and looked over at Ben once more.\u00a0 \u201cYes, Joe &#8212; your pa told me about it.\u00a0 You don\u2019t have to worry about that.\u00a0 I\u2019m sure Doctor Peele will make sure everything is just the way that you need it to be at the hospital.\u00a0 He\u2019ll keep you out of the light.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI can\u2019t take these glasses off, Doc.\u00a0 Please tell that to Adam and Hoss. \u00a0 They wanted me to take them off and I can\u2019t.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Paul reached over and patted Joe\u2019s shoulder softly and replied, \u201cJoe that was my fault, not theirs.\u00a0 I didn\u2019t understand about the light, but I do now.\u00a0 Your pa and your brothers all know that you need to use those glasses for now.\u00a0 I don\u2019t want you worrying about that anymore, okay?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cThere\u2019s pain in the light,\u201d Joe answered the doctor, and his face displayed his continuing worry and fear.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben neared the bed in order to assist Paul in trying to get through to the boy.\u00a0 \u201cJoseph, you don\u2019t have to worry about the light anymore.\u00a0 No-one is going to force you into the light.\u00a0 You\u2019re safe here, and you\u2019re going to be safe in the hospital.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI \u2013 I think I want to sleep now, Pa,\u201d Joe stuttered. His voice still displayed some of the terror which he had addressed in the barn earlier. \u00a0 He pulled the covers up underneath his chin and closed his eyes.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cThat\u2019s fine, Son.\u00a0 You go on and get some rest,\u201d Pa nodded and ran his hand over his son\u2019s head to offer him what little comfort that he could at the time.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI\u2019ll be back to see you real soon, Joe,\u201d Paul whispered as he watched his patient fall off to sleep.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">***************\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben and the doctor walked out of the bedroom and stood there in the hallway to discuss Joe\u2019s condition.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cWell?\u00a0 Do you see how he is now, Paul?\u201d Ben asked, worry painting his face.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cYes, and I think we need to get word to Doctor Peele just as soon as we can.\u00a0 Why don\u2019t we both go and write those telegrams, Ben?\u00a0 Then I can get them sent off tonight.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cDo you think I ought to keep one of us in there with Joe?\u00a0 I don\u2019t think he\u2019d do anything, but then again, I didn\u2019t think he\u2019d do what he did this afternoon either.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Paul shrugged his shoulders and responded, \u201cI don\u2019t know, Ben, but I guess it wouldn\u2019t hurt any to have either you or one of your other boys stay in there with him.\u00a0 I didn\u2019t witness any anger in him, unlike before.\u00a0 But, it appears to me that he\u2019s a bit overwhelmed right now.\u00a0 He seems so terrified of the light, and I doubt that\u2019s going to go away any time soon.\u00a0 I\u2019m not happy about him wearing those glasses, even when he\u2019s asleep.\u00a0 But, it\u2019s something he needs for his emotional well-being right now, so we won\u2019t push him about it until he\u2019s more stable.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben nodded and replied, \u201cI\u2019ll make sure someone stays with him, Paul.\u00a0 I\u2019ve also told Adam and Hoss they\u2019re not to even suggest that Joe take off his glasses.\u00a0 They listened to the whole conversation that Joe and I had in the barn, so they\u2019re very much aware of the boy\u2019s fears.\u00a0 Let\u2019s go write those wires.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">The two men walked down the stairs and over to Ben\u2019s study in order to compose both of the telegraphs which Doctor Martin would send off just as soon as he made it back into town.\u00a0 Ben was confident that he would be hearing a response from Doctor Peele just as soon as he received the news of what had been going on with his nephew.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>**************<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Late that night Hoss sat like a sentry there next to his little brother\u2019s bed.\u00a0 He had finally convinced his father to go on to bed, after he had spent several hours watching over the boy.\u00a0 Hoss couldn\u2019t shake all that he had heard Joe say to Pa in the barn earlier the previous day.\u00a0 His heart hurt for his brother and all that he had gone through.\u00a0 Yes, he knew that Joe had been very upset ever since he had been brought home, and Hoss had witnessed some of the cruelty which had been inflicted on him during his imprisonment.\u00a0 But, it was now apparent that his brother\u2019s mind had been injured almost as much as his body.\u00a0 Hoss\u2019 gut hurt when he thought about Joe\u2019s story about the rat that he had made into a pet.\u00a0 He couldn\u2019t imagine how lonely the boy had been to have found comfort in that rodent.\u00a0 Hoss also couldn\u2019t imagine how someone could mercilessly take the rat and kill it in front of Joe and then actually cook it up and force his brother to eat it.\u00a0 And, that had been but one example of the torture which had been afflicted on Little Joe.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cHoss, is that you?\u201d Joe whispered as his gaze fell upon the dark figure sitting in the chair next to the bed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Reaching over to drop his hand onto his brother\u2019s arm, Hoss answered, \u201cYeah, Joe, it\u2019s me, I\u2019m here.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cYou know about the darkness.\u00a0 Pa said that you do, right?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cYeah, Little Joe, I know, don\u2019t you worry none, I\u2019ll stay here in the darkness with you as long as you want me to,\u201d Hoss assured the boy.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe pulled himself up in the bed some and reached over for his water glass on the night stand.\u00a0 He drank a few sips and then tried his best to see his brother\u2019s face through the dark glasses that he had worn in bed.\u00a0 Hoss was shaded by the lenses of Joe\u2019s glasses, but he finally came into view.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cYou heard everything said between Pa and me, didn\u2019t you?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Hoss nodded and responded quietly, \u201cYeah, Joe, I did.\u00a0 I\u2019m just so sorry that we didn\u2019t understand about the light.\u00a0 We all do now so nobody is going to bother you about those glasses anymore.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cThen &#8212; you know about my leg, right?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Hoss had to draw in a deep breath, as the very thought of what had been done to Joe was still tearing him up inside.\u00a0 \u201cYes, Little Brother, I heard about it getting broken there in that cabin.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe stared directly at his brother and whispered, \u201cI got stomped, Hoss.\u00a0 They stomped me &#8212; just like they stomped my rat.\u00a0 It was bad Hoss, but bad things happen in the light.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Hoss had to turn away from his brother for a few minutes as tears had formed in his eyes at the thought of what Joe had said.\u00a0 He couldn\u2019t fathom anyone being that cruel as to have hurt a defenseless boy like that and to actually break his leg in that fashion.\u00a0 Hoss yearned to get his hands on the men who had tortured his little brother for months.\u00a0 He wanted vengeance so badly that he could taste it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Finally mopping at his eyes to blot his tears, Hoss turned back around to look at his brother.\u00a0 \u201cI\u2019m so sorry, Short Shanks, I\u2019m just so sorry.\u00a0 Nobody\u2019s ever gonna do something like that to you again, I promise!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cBad things happen in the light, Hoss.\u00a0 I\u2019ve just got to stay in the darkness and nobody can hurt me there,\u201d Joe assured his brother.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Hoss didn\u2019t know what to say to the boy.\u00a0 He wished he had the right words to ease his mind, but he didn\u2019t.\u00a0 \u201cI\u2019ll find whoever stomped your leg, Joe I promise you that I will.\u00a0 They\u2019ll pay for all of the ways they hurt you, I swear they will!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe shook his head sadly and pushed himself back down in the bed.\u00a0 \u201cNobody can take my pain away, Hoss, not even if you kill them.\u00a0 I\u2019ll always have pain and I\u2019ll always have to stay in the darkness.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Hoss reached over and put his hand on his little brother\u2019s arm in a show of support and to try and comfort the boy.\u00a0 \u201cIt ain\u2019t always gonna hurt, Joe.\u00a0 Someday you won\u2019t feel the pain and you won\u2019t have to stay in the darkness.\u00a0 You just need to believe that.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cNo, Hoss,\u201d Joe called out sadly.\u00a0 \u201cIf you knew what all they did to me you\u2019d understand that there\u2019s no going back into the light.\u00a0 There\u2019s pain in the light, and it\u2019s always going to be there.\u00a0 I\u2019m going to go back to sleep now.\u00a0 Goodnight, Hoss.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cGoodnight, Joe,\u201d Hoss replied, and was glad his brother had rolled onto his side facing away from him.\u00a0 He wouldn\u2019t have wanted Little Joe to see the tears which were now streaking down his face.\u00a0 \u201cGod please help my brother,\u201d Hoss whispered his prayer and sank back down in the chair.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>*************<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Daylight shone in through the gingham curtains in Little Joe\u2019s room.\u00a0 Adam stood and pulled down the window shade, hoping that the additional light could be hidden underneath it.\u00a0 He had traded places with Hoss around six a.m., sending his brother into his own room to get some sleep.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Taking a seat back down in the chair, Adam noticed his youngest brother was beginning to stir in bed.\u00a0 He didn\u2019t know how Joe would react to his presence, so he braced for the worst.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe\u2019s first reaction upon waking was to make sure that his glasses were there over his eyes.\u00a0 Once assured that they were still there in place, he opened his eyes.\u00a0 Joe was surprised to see his oldest brother sitting in the chair where Hoss had been earlier.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cJoe &#8212; hey did you sleep well?\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe shot a cautious stare over towards Adam.\u00a0 He didn\u2019t know what to say to him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Adam, seeing his brother\u2019s apparent uneasiness, reached to the night stand and brought over a cup of coffee which Hop Sing had placed there just a few minutes earlier.\u00a0 \u201cJoe, would you like some coffee?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe turned introspective for a few minutes, trying to remember if he was still mad at his brother or not.\u00a0 Finally he reached a shaky hand over to retrieve the coffee cup.\u00a0 \u201cThanks,\u201d Joe nodded, still not looking into his brother\u2019s eyes.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Adam felt very relieved that at the very least Joe hadn\u2019t turned away from him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cHop Sing was getting ready to bring up your breakfast.\u00a0 Are you hungry?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe knew he couldn\u2019t eat breakfast in front of any of his family members, not any more.\u00a0 He had tried to fall back into the usual table manners, but for some unknown reason, he just couldn\u2019t do it.\u00a0 Joe still desired to eat alone and in the manner in which he had done for three straight months.\u00a0 He didn\u2019t want them to see him eating with his hands, nor scarfing down the food as though it was going to be taken away from him at any moment.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cNot really,\u201d Joe responded quietly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">The door to the bedroom opened and both brothers looked over and saw Pa entering carrying a tray in with him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cGood morning, Boys,\u201d Ben fought to sound cheery.\u00a0 \u201cAdam, your breakfast is on the table so you go on and eat.\u00a0 I\u2019ll sit here with your brother awhile.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cOkay, Pa,\u201d Adam said as he stood from the chair.\u00a0 \u201cYou try to eat, Little Joe, you need to get your strength back.\u00a0 I\u2019ll see you later, okay?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe nodded over to his brother, though words still would not come.\u00a0 He tried to reconnoiter whether Adam was being sincere in his concern or whether he was simply trying to placate him to avoid another incident like had happened the previous day.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Pa hadn\u2019t missed the looks which had gone back and forth between both his eldest and youngest sons.\u00a0 He had hoped that Joseph would come to accept that Adam hadn\u2019t been the reason why he had been left behind there at the Hilliard ranch over three months ago.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cHere you are, Joseph, Hop Sing made you something special today,\u201d Ben sang out, trying to sound light-hearted as he set the tray down into his son\u2019s lap.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe froze. \u00a0 He was consumed by the fear that his father would insist on sitting there next to him as he ate his food.\u00a0 Fumbling with his coffee cup, he set it back on the night stand before he looked over the contents of his breakfast tray.\u00a0 Ben watched and waited for Joe to notice what the cook had sent up. Finally, while his mind searched for a reason why he wasn\u2019t ready to eat, Joe\u2019s eyes fell onto the plate.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cHop Sing wanted to try something a bit different for all of us today,\u201d Ben paused as he watched his son look down at the food.\u00a0 Instead of the normal bacon, eggs, and toast, there was a sandwich.\u00a0 \u201cI think he decided that putting the eggs and bacon on the toast would save on him having to wash so many dishes.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe drew in a deep breath, so relieved to see that he wouldn\u2019t have to disguise his method of eating, at least not this time.\u00a0 \u201cIt looks good, Pa,\u201d Joe nodded and drew up half of the sandwich.\u00a0 \u201cYou don\u2019t have to sit here with me.\u00a0 Go on down and eat your breakfast.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cOh I ate a while ago, Son.\u00a0 How did you sleep?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI did okay,\u201d Joe lied.\u00a0 He had awakened many times, though most of those were fortunately during times where Hoss had been sleeping in the chair next to the bed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben hadn\u2019t missed the dark circles that were around his son\u2019s eyes, so he knew that Joe was trying to avoid the truth of the matter.\u00a0 \u201cI\u2019m pretty sure we\u2019ll be hearing from your Uncle Harold later today and then we can arrange to go to San Francisco to get that leg of yours better.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe ate half of his sandwich and then leaned back against the pillows.\u00a0 His stomach churned over the idea of going anywhere.\u00a0 Pa couldn\u2019t see his son\u2019s eyes due to the dark glasses, but, it was easy for him to read what the boy was feeling by just observing his posture.\u00a0 Joe looked rigid as he pushed himself back against the headboard.\u00a0 And there was an appearance of panic all over his face, though Joe had tried to hide it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cJoe, just like I told you yesterday, everything is going to be okay.\u00a0 I\u2019ll make sure that you\u2019re not in the light on the way to the hospital, while we\u2019re both there and on our return trip.\u00a0 Now, please go ahead and try to eat.\u00a0 Like your brother said a few minutes ago, you\u2019re going to need your strength to get through that surgery.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI\u2019m trying, Pa &#8212; I\u2019m trying my best,\u201d Joe whispered and fought back tears.\u00a0 He was, in fact, terrified of going anywhere.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI know it\u2019s hard, Joseph &#8212; I\u2019m not getting after you \u2013 I just want you to get better,\u201d Pa tried to sound more understanding.\u00a0 \u201cCan you manage just a little more?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe once again drew in a breath and reached for the other half of the sandwich.\u00a0 He didn\u2019t want to seem ungrateful for all the efforts which his family had shown towards him.\u00a0 Joe suspected that somehow someone, probably his father, had learned about his rather bizarre eating habits and had come up with the breakfast sandwich so he wouldn\u2019t be embarrassed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben sat patiently as his son made another attempt at finishing his meal. \u00a0 \u201cGood job, Son,\u201d he smiled, as he drew the tray off of the bed.\u00a0 Joe had eaten most of his sandwich.\u00a0 It was a very small victory, but a victory nonetheless.\u00a0 \u201cCan I bring you up some more coffee?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe shook his head and pushed himself back down in the bed.\u00a0 \u201cI think I want to sleep, Pa,\u201d he replied.\u00a0 Joe was beginning to think of sleep as being his only refuge from reality now.\u00a0 And, even in slumber, he had to deal with visions of his tormentors.\u00a0 Still, at least it afforded him time away from prying eyes and too many questions.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cThat\u2019s fine, Son.\u00a0 You go ahead and get some more rest and I\u2019ll be back up later.\u00a0 Maybe I\u2019ll have word from Harold by then?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe nodded again towards his father and then checked the placement of his eyeglasses before rolling onto his side.\u00a0 Ben stood there in the doorway shaking his head full of concern over his son\u2019s condition.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>**************<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Doctor Harold Peele sat behind the desk in his office at the Saint Francis Hospital in San Francisco.\u00a0 He had read the two telegrams from Ben Cartwright and Doctor Paul Martin; both men he knew very well.\u00a0 Harold removed his eyeglasses and pinched the bridge of his nose.\u00a0 He was very upset to hear about his nephew, Joseph Cartwright.\u00a0 Reaching behind him to a shelf situated there, he drew the picture of his late son, Daniel, into his hands.\u00a0 It had been quite a few years since he had learned that Daniel and Joseph were first cousins.\u00a0 That information had come from an odd source.\u00a0 Apparently Joe had seen Daniel\u2019s spirit while he was in critical condition there at the hospital after being stabbed.\u00a0 Joe had tried to keep a violent patient from hurting a nurse, Jessica Hastings, and in doing so, the boy had gotten stabbed.\u00a0 While he had lingered in perhaps the throes of death, Joe had spoken to the vision of Daniel.\u00a0 Harold\u2019s son had told Joe about a letter he had put inside his Bible intended for his father to find after his death.\u00a0 He never would have found that important farewell that his son had left had it not been for Joe, who, once he had regained consciousness told the doctor where it was.\u00a0 On top of that information, Daniel had told Joe to let his father know where to find a locket so he could show it to Ben Cartwright.\u00a0 Ben had gone along with the doctor to his house and the two men had found the letter as well as the locket.\u00a0 Inside that locket were pictures of two sisters; one being Harold\u2019s late wife and the other one being Joe\u2019s mother, Marie Cartwright.\u00a0 The pieces fit perfectly together, once Ben had told Harold who that other woman was.\u00a0 It all had made sense.\u00a0 Harold had seen the resemblance of Daniel in Joe, when the boy had come to the hospital for assistance in morphine withdrawal.\u00a0 From that time forward, Harold had grown very fond of Joe, and considered him his nephew.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Now, Harold was worried over the troubling information he had read in both wires from Ben and Paul.\u00a0 He had no idea that Joe had gone missing and that it had taken so long to recover the boy.\u00a0 From their descriptions, both men were extremely worried because Joe had sustained a very badly broken leg which would require surgery.\u00a0 They also had said that Joseph had deep emotional trauma which had been caused by the men who had held the boy captive.\u00a0 Harold Peele grabbed his pen and began to compose wires to both Ben and Doctor Martin.\u00a0 He would do everything in his power to help the young man, and his father as well. \u00a0 Doctor Peele had recently received a promotion to Chief of Staff along with his joint position as Director of the Board of Physicians there at the hospital, and he would pull every string possible in order to assist in helping his nephew.\u00a0 He hurriedly composed both telegraphs and gave them to his aide to get sent immediately.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>**************<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cHere, Pa,\u201d Adam said, and handed his father the message he had picked up there at the telegraph office in Virginia City.\u00a0 \u201cI already saw Doc and he also got a reply from Doctor Peele.\u00a0 He said he\u2019s going to write a letter for you to hand deliver to Harold that will help him understand what Joe\u2019s going through and the condition that he was found in there in Littleton.\u00a0 Doc thinks it will help the doctors there at the hospital diagnose Joe in order to try to heal him.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben leaned back in his chair at the desk and anxiously read the message.\u00a0 He smiled for the first time in a long while.\u00a0 \u201cHarold is setting everything up, Adam.\u00a0 He\u2019s already chosen a very qualified surgeon to fix your brother\u2019s leg, and he\u2019s lining up another doctor to try to help with Joe\u2019s emotional trauma.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cThat\u2019s great!\u00a0 It\u2019s nice to have relatives with clout, huh?\u201d Adam returned his father\u2019s smile.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben nodded and stood from his desk.\u00a0 I\u2019ll go into town tomorrow to make the travel arrangements.\u00a0 It\u2019s going to require some doing to accommodate Joseph\u2019s needs, but I\u2019m going to somehow work it all out.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cAre you going to let Joe know?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cNot until I have everything set, Son.\u00a0 We\u2019ve got to ease him into all of this, he\u2019s still very fearful of going anywhere.\u00a0 I\u2019ll tell him just as soon as we have made all of the arrangements.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Adam turned with his father to head into the kitchen where Hoss was assisting Hop Sing with getting Joe\u2019s dinner tray ready.\u00a0 They had good news to tell both him and Hop Sing, and Adam wanted to be there to see their reaction.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>************<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">It had taken some serious wangling in order to garner the assistance of the Overland Stage Manager to acquire a stage and also a driver who was willing to leave Virginia City in the dark on the first leg of the trip to San Francisco.\u00a0 But, when Ben Cartwright put his mind to something he was a force to be reckoned with.\u00a0 Three days after receiving Doctor Peele\u2019s wire, all four Cartwrights stood outside the Overland Stage Depot as Ben and Joe readied to depart for the hospital.\u00a0 Doctor Paul Martin had shown up as well in order to give Ben the letter for Harold and to see both of the Cartwrights off.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cHere you are, Ben,\u201d Paul said and handed his long letter over to the man.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cThanks, Doc,\u201d Ben nodded gratefully and placed the letter inside his coat.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cAs for you, Young Man,\u201d Doc began as he addressed Little Joe.\u00a0 \u201cI know you won\u2019t give those doctors in San Francisco any trouble &#8212; unlike the way you\u2019ve always acted to me!\u201d Paul smiled and gave his patient a reassuring pat to his shoulder.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe nervously looked over at Doc and nodded.\u00a0 He was still just as frightened, or more so now that he was leaving his familiar surroundings for the first time since he had been held captive.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben pulled Paul aside and spoke to him quietly, \u201cThank you for that medicine, Paul.\u00a0 I had a heck of a time with Joseph before we left.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Doc patted Ben\u2019s shoulder and replied, \u201cIt\u2019s just a mild sedative, Ben, but it should help you with the boy until you get to the hospital.\u00a0 I know the poor kid is afraid.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI just gave him one right before we got here.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Paul nodded and replied, \u201cThat should do it the boy will be out by the time you get ten miles down the road, Ben.\u00a0 Now be sure to wire me when Joe gets through surgery, okay?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben shook the doctor\u2019s hand and returned, \u201cI will, and I\u2019ll also let you know about the other situation.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cWe\u2019re boarding in a few minutes, Mister Cartwright,\u201d the stage manager sang out.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Paul walked back towards his office after waving one final goodbye to the Cartwrights.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cIt\u2019s all going to be fine, Little Brother,\u201d Hoss said and patted Joe\u2019s shoulder.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe pulled Hoss over to the side and gave him a brief hug, which surprised the big man.\u00a0 \u201cHoss &#8212; Pa said they\u2019re not going to stomp me to fix my leg &#8212; so don\u2019t worry.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">That had done it!\u00a0 Hoss had to fight back tears at what the boy had said, and the words he had used.\u00a0 Somehow Joe must\u2019ve known that his story of getting stomped had torn his big brother up, and now he was trying his best to reassure him that it wasn\u2019t going to happen again.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI know they ain\u2019t gonna hurt you, Little Brother,\u201d Hoss replied and returned his brother\u2019s hug.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cAnd, Hoss, you can tell Adam that I\u2019m not mad at him anymore.\u00a0 I was just worried that he was trying to force me into the light &#8212; and you know I can\u2019t be in the light anymore.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cHow about you tell me yourself?\u201d Adam came up from behind his other two brothers to face Joe.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe looked down at the sidewalk for a minute and then back up over at his brother and said, \u201cAdam, I\u2019m not mad at you.\u00a0 I \u2013 I just wanted you to know that in case anything happens.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Adam reached over and pulled his little brother close to him and gave him a quick hug.\u00a0 He knew the boy was terrified, and yet Joe wanted Adam to know how he felt before leaving and heading into the unknown.\u00a0 \u201cNothing\u2019s going to happen to you, Kid &#8212; nothing but getting that leg fixed.\u00a0 Now you do what you\u2019re supposed to do there at the hospital and you\u2019ll be back pestering me and Hoss in no time!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben walked over to his three sons after he had witnessed their goodbyes.\u00a0 Pa\u2019s eyes misted up a bit to see the love that existed between those boys of his.\u00a0 In spite of the differences that popped up during the years, he knew that all three brothers had a tight unbreakable bond, and it was never more apparent than when one of them was injured.\u00a0 Now both Hoss and Adam had closed rank and tried to ease their little brother\u2019s mind about the trip and the surgery that lay ahead.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cClimb on up, Joseph,\u201d Ben called and grabbed the boy\u2019s elbow to steady him.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe made it inside the stagecoach and Ben handed him his cane.\u00a0 Then it was time for Pa to tell his other sons goodbye.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI know you boys will take care of things.\u00a0 I\u2019ll wire you as soon as we get into San Francisco,\u201d Ben said, and one by one gave each son a quick hug.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cWe will be fine, Pa.\u00a0 Just take care of yourself and Joe,\u201d Adam smiled.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cYeah, Pa, we\u2019ll keep each other busy with chores until you get home,\u201d Hoss nodded and patted his father on the back as he turned to climb up into the stagecoach.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben settled on the seat alongside of Joe and waved goodbye to his two sons as the driver sent the team forward.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>***************<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Even in the retreating light as the stage turned down the main street in town, Pa could tell that his son was frightened. \u00a0 \u201cJoseph?\u00a0 Why don\u2019t you hand me your glasses for a bit?\u00a0 The trail is going to get very bumpy until we get closer to California and we wouldn\u2019t want them to fly off, right?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe stared over at his father, anxiety written all over the boy\u2019s face.\u00a0 \u201cThey\u2019re okay on me for now, Pa.\u00a0 I\u2019m not tired so I won\u2019t let them fall off.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben settled back and decided not to press his son about his glasses for a while, at least not until the medicine finally kicked in.\u00a0 He closed his eyes and thought on the trip that lay ahead of them.\u00a0 It had been a challenge to acquire the stage for that night, and he hoped that by starting out in the darkness it would help Joseph feel a little more at ease.\u00a0 Thus far it didn\u2019t seem to be working.\u00a0 Ben\u2019s mind played out everything that would need to be accomplished in the weeks and perhaps months ahead.\u00a0 Firstly, there was the matter of surgery to repair Joseph\u2019s leg, and then hopefully there would be a doctor who could help the boy with his emotional issues.\u00a0 Ben prayed that by the time they were ready to head back to the Ponderosa that one or both of those problems would be on their way to being resolved.\u00a0 He cast another glance over towards Joseph and noticed that he had his hands held up over his face.\u00a0 Pa knew in his heart that it was going to take more than just a few sessions with some doctor to heal his son\u2019s mind.\u00a0 Joseph had major problems, and Ben was starting to come to the realization that it might take months or even years before his son would somehow resume his former life.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">The creaking of the wood of the stagecoach, the sounds of the hoof-beats of horses, along with the call of the driver to his team formed a strange cacophony as the minutes turned to hours. \u00a0 The full moon cast a soft glow into the stagecoach allowing Ben to observe the fact that his son was still awake.\u00a0 He concluded that Joseph had been so worried that his body was fighting the sedative which he had given the boy two hours prior to starting their journey.\u00a0 Reaching for the canteen Ben called over to Joe.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cLike a drink?\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe just shook his head and dropped his eyes down to the floor of the stagecoach.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Sighing, Ben leaned back again and thought on the next problem.\u00a0 Though his main concern was for getting Joe\u2019s leg fixed, and helping the boy work through his emotional problems, there was something else bothering the weary father.\u00a0 He had spoken of it several times in the past few weeks to his older two boys; the need for justice.\u00a0 Ben hoped that once they made it home in a few weeks that it would then be time to track down all of those responsible for hurting Joseph.\u00a0 ***<\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Hurting? <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">*** Ben thought to himself, and his mouth formed a scowl, which he was glad that his son couldn\u2019t see at the time.\u00a0 ***<\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">No, hurt was far too mild a term.\u00a0 Torture &#8212; yes, that was the correct term!\u00a0 And, by the Almighty I\u2019ll find every single person who tortured my boy and then they\u2019ll all know what true justice entails! <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">*** Ben vowed to himself.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cPa?\u201d Joe called out softly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben had to shake himself from his thoughts and remove the frown that had been deeply etched on his face due to his musings. \u201cYes, Son, what is it?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cI think you can hold these for a little while now,\u201d Joe replied and carefully removed his glasses and held them out to his father.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Pa smiled and slid over closer to his son and retrieved the eyeglasses.\u00a0 He carefully folded and placed them inside of his coat.\u00a0 \u201cI promise that at daybreak I\u2019ll give them back to you, Joseph.\u00a0 And, if you happen to be asleep &#8212; well \u2013 I\u2019ll even put them on you.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cOkay.\u00a0 I\u2019m getting a little bit tired, Pa,\u201d Joe admitted.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben draped his arm across his son\u2019s shoulders and pulled him closer.\u00a0 \u201cWhy don\u2019t you just kind of lean back on my shoulder?\u00a0 Maybe it will help you \u2013 and maybe it will help me get drowsy too?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Joe dropped his head down a bit until it rested on his father\u2019s left shoulder.\u00a0 He didn\u2019t say anything for a long while, so Pa had assumed that he had finally allowed the medicine to take effect and had fallen to sleep.\u00a0 It had been almost a full thirty minutes and then Ben heard the whispered voice of his youngest.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cPa?\u201d\u00a0 Joe called as he sat back up.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cYes, Joseph?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cPa?\u00a0 What will happen &#8212; what\u2019s going to happen if,\u201d Joe stopped speaking as his words grew louder and were suddenly filled with both fear and despair.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cWhat is it, Son?\u201d Ben urged the boy out with whatever was preventing him from falling to sleep.\u00a0 He hadn\u2019t missed the anxiety-laden resonance in his son\u2019s voice as he sought to find the right words to say.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cWhat\u2019s going to happen, Pa &#8212; what\u2019s going to happen if I can never handle being in the light again?\u00a0 What\u2019s going to happen then?\u201d Joe finally choked out one of his many fears.\u00a0 He desperately needed an answer from his father this time.\u00a0 The thought of what his future might hold had him terrified.\u00a0 There were just too many fears all of the time, and he was finding them to be overwhelming.\u00a0 \u201cI need to know the truth, Pa.\u00a0 What if I can <\/span><b>NEVER<\/b><span style=\"font-weight: 400\"> handle being in the light?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ben stared down at his son and replied confidently, \u201cWell, if that\u2019s the case, Joseph, then I promise you that we\u2019ll just find you a new light.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Looking down at his youngest, who now was fast asleep against his shoulder, Ben prayed that he could keep the promise which he had just made.\u00a0 But, he knew that Joseph would first have to deal with what had happened in the light up at the cabin.\u00a0 This time, however, Pa vowed that his son would not have to face up to it alone.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">The End<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">3\/12\/2025<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">By:\u00a0 Wrangler<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">{This one is dedicated to my story consultant, Rob, for listening to the \u201crat scene\u201d far too many times!}<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u00a0Note from the author:\u00a0 This is the first of a four-part series.\u00a0 The next in the series: \u201cA New Light\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">***Storylines in this one can be found in the two series Whatever It Takes and Every Purpose Under Heaven ***<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<div class=\"pvc_clear\"><\/div>\n<p id=\"pvc_stats_56311\" class=\"pvc_stats all  \" data-element-id=\"56311\" style=\"\"><i class=\"pvc-stats-icon medium\" aria-hidden=\"true\"><svg aria-hidden=\"true\" focusable=\"false\" data-prefix=\"far\" data-icon=\"chart-bar\" role=\"img\" xmlns=\"http:\/\/www.w3.org\/2000\/svg\" viewBox=\"0 0 512 512\" class=\"svg-inline--fa fa-chart-bar fa-w-16 fa-2x\"><path fill=\"currentColor\" d=\"M396.8 352h22.4c6.4 0 12.8-6.4 12.8-12.8V108.8c0-6.4-6.4-12.8-12.8-12.8h-22.4c-6.4 0-12.8 6.4-12.8 12.8v230.4c0 6.4 6.4 12.8 12.8 12.8zm-192 0h22.4c6.4 0 12.8-6.4 12.8-12.8V140.8c0-6.4-6.4-12.8-12.8-12.8h-22.4c-6.4 0-12.8 6.4-12.8 12.8v198.4c0 6.4 6.4 12.8 12.8 12.8zm96 0h22.4c6.4 0 12.8-6.4 12.8-12.8V204.8c0-6.4-6.4-12.8-12.8-12.8h-22.4c-6.4 0-12.8 6.4-12.8 12.8v134.4c0 6.4 6.4 12.8 12.8 12.8zM496 400H48V80c0-8.84-7.16-16-16-16H16C7.16 64 0 71.16 0 80v336c0 17.67 14.33 32 32 32h464c8.84 0 16-7.16 16-16v-16c0-8.84-7.16-16-16-16zm-387.2-48h22.4c6.4 0 12.8-6.4 12.8-12.8v-70.4c0-6.4-6.4-12.8-12.8-12.8h-22.4c-6.4 0-12.8 6.4-12.8 12.8v70.4c0 6.4 6.4 12.8 12.8 12.8z\" class=\"\"><\/path><\/svg><\/i> <img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"16\" height=\"16\" alt=\"Loading\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/wp-content\/plugins\/page-views-count\/ajax-loader-2x.gif?resize=16%2C16&#038;ssl=1\" border=0 \/><\/p>\n<div class=\"pvc_clear\"><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Summary: After Joe is found alive after months spent in captivity, his family&#8217;s joy is short-lived. 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