Lonesome Cowboy
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Chico Cortez : An American Afterthought
The Mexican desert sun slowly burns the "Coyote" smuggler lying in the sand. The agonizing man tries to hold his spilling guts in as he presses his hands against his blood soaked jacket. Standing next to him, a young mexican : Chico Cortez. Gripping a blood soaked knife he looks up at his mother and little sister cowering under a mesquite tree. The Coyote looks up at Chico narrowing his eyes.
"Bastardo!" he screams as he winces in pain.
Chico´s mother holds her torn dress up to her chest her eyes wide in shock. His little sister buries her face in her mother´s lap hiding from the gruesome scene unfolding.
The boy looks at his knife, blood dripping onto the hot desert sand. The Coyote now writhing at the boy´s feet spurting blood from his mouth. Chico slowly kneels leaning close to the Coyote´s ear he whispers cooly :
"Libertad..."
He thrusts the blade deep into the Coyote´s side. Knife flashes in the desert sun.
The Mexican desert sun slowly burns the "Coyote" smuggler lying in the sand. The agonizing man tries to hold his spilling guts in as he presses his hands against his blood soaked jacket. Standing next to him, a young mexican : Chico Cortez. Gripping a blood soaked knife he looks up at his mother and little sister cowering under a mesquite tree. The Coyote looks up at Chico narrowing his eyes.
"Bastardo!" he screams as he winces in pain.
Chico´s mother holds her torn dress up to her chest her eyes wide in shock. His little sister buries her face in her mother´s lap hiding from the gruesome scene unfolding.
The boy looks at his knife, blood dripping onto the hot desert sand. The Coyote now writhing at the boy´s feet spurting blood from his mouth. Chico slowly kneels leaning close to the Coyote´s ear he whispers cooly :
"Libertad..."
He thrusts the blade deep into the Coyote´s side. Knife flashes in the desert sun.