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ADIOS
My Models Inspiration for
Mercedes Fenton - Linda Ronstadt
Rhoda Fenton - Maria Bello
My Song Inspiration
GOODBYE STRANGER by SUPERTRAMP
Yuma, Arizona
December 4, 1868
…Mercedes Fenton slammed the front door shut and
turned to glare down at her 16-year-old daughter for a long moment before
furiously exclaiming, “On the day that you were born, I thought that I would be
raising a lady! Instead, I not only raised a would-be desperado, I raised a
slut!”
Sitting at the kitchen
table, Rhoda glared up at her mother and furiously exclaimed, “I may be a
would-be desperado, but I am not a slut!”
Still glaring down at her
daughter, Mercedes Fenton furiously pointed out, “Your sister and I came home
to find both you and Alejandro naked in your bed, sinning against God! He is 22-years-old!
You are only 16 – just barely a woman!”
Still glaring up at her
mother, Rhoda furiously pointed out, “I am a woman, Mother!”
Still glaring down at her
daughter, Mercedes Fenton furiously pointed out, “In my eyes, Rhoda Maria
Fenton, you are still a child! And if you become pregnant from your very sinful
union with Alejandro, I will kick you out of my house! I will not raise your
bastard child while you continue to sin against God and me!”
Suddenly standing, Rhoda
furiously exclaimed, “You should just kick me out of your house right this
very minute, Mother! In fact, you should just kick me out of this family! You
have never treated me like a daughter! You have always treated me like a
stranger who is just passing through town!”
Still glaring up at her
daughter, Mercedes Fenton furiously exclaimed, “If that is how you feel, Rhoda
Maria Fenton, then pack your things and leave my house! Not only have you
sinned against God and me, you are a very horrible influence on your younger
sister!”
Rhoda just stared
intently down at her mother for a long moment before emotionlessly saying, “Adios.”
And then, she walked
towards her room to pack her bags.
Mercedes Fenton just
stood where she was for a long moment before finally starting supper.
DEATH VERSUS PRICELESS
My Models Inspiration for
Velma Warren - Minnie Driver
Rhoda Fenton - Maria Bello
My Song Inspiration
DOOLIN-DALTON by EAGLES
Banamichi, Sonora, Mexico
September 16, 1877
…Rhoda had just finished singing “I Still Miss
Someone” to a very crowded room at the saloon when a ghost from her past
entered the building.
She was not one to allow
anyone to rain on her parade.
But when it came to Velma
Warren, she suddenly felt like a zillion wild horses were about to trample her
to death in a stampede!
She wondered if she could
sneak up to her room without being seen.
But she could barely move
through the crowd celebrating Independence Day Of Mexico and Velma Warren was
already at her side, a pistol pointed at her.
“Don’t make me shoot you
if you even think of moving or running, Rhoda!” Velma warned.
“I can’t move or run even
if I wanted to, Velma,” Rhoda pointed out. “Now put your pistol away before one
of us or someone else gets hurt!” she ordered.
Velma just stared
intently at Rhoda for a long moment before finally – and very reluctantly – putting
her pistol away.
She then said, “I am here
to arrest you and take you back to Yuma, Arizona.”
Without hesitation, Rhoda
pointed out, “You can’t arrest me for crimes committed in Arizona or Texas or
anywhere in the United States on Mexican soil, Velma. You can’t even arrest me on
Mexican soil for crimes committed here in Mexico. You have no jurisdiction
here.”
Velma just stared
intently at Rhoda for another long moment before finally saying, “Why are you
here in Mexico, Rhoda?”
Suddenly glaring at
Velma, Rhoda defensively exclaimed, “Why does it matter, Velma?” When
Velma just continued to stare intently at her, she sighed and then said, “I’m
here to bury some of my mother’s ashes in the soil of her birthplace and
scatter the rest into the Mexican wind. Do you want to arrest me for that?”
Velma sighed.
She then warned, “I will
get you one day, Rhoda Maria Fenton!”
Without hesitation, Rhoda
warned, “If you continue to try, I – or another of your victims – will put a
bullet in your head! By the way, Velma, what is your price for what you do?”
Without hesitation, Velma
pointed out, “I am a Bounty Hunter. And I’m priceless.”
Suddenly wrinkling her
brow in confusion, Rhoda asked, “What does that mean?”
Without hesitation, Velma
pointed out, “It means that I don’t charge a cent. I do what I do for free.
Unlike you.”
Without hesitation, Rhoda
pointed out, “It’s stupid that you don’t charge a cent! How do you eat?”
Without hesitation, Velma
said, “I eat just fine. And unlike you, I sleep at night.” She then just stared
intently at Rhoda for another long moment before finally saying, “Death Versus
Priceless. Who do you think will win, Rhoda?”
And then, she disappeared
into the crowd.
Rhoda just stood where
she was, staring into nothingness.
She hated to think it.
But Priceless had just
defeated Death.-
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