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05 February 2008 @ 09:41 pm
For the Weary  
Title: For the Weary
Fandom: BBM
Rating: G
Summary: Canon one-shot. Ennis circa early 70's meditates on his life.
Word Count: 242
AN: Unbeta'd.

For the Weary

Calving was his favorite time. He'd work all day and into the evening, thinkin' on the food he didn't have time to eat. The boys at the ranch were all good about keeping coffee going, though, especially at calving. The black graininess of old, cold coffee turning thick like bile in his empty stomach staved off whatever hunger the birthing of calves couldn't keep his mind from.

At the end of the day, long past dark, Ennis drove home to crawl into bed, maybe grabbing some bread or leftovers first. Alma never rolled close those few nights 'cause Ennis hadn't showered in a couple days by then. She wanted distance from that filth.

He'd sleep so deep he didn't dream. Liked those nights, too. Felt like he was livin' a halfway normal life.

Days, he worked until his muscles burned, told himself it was the pain inside workin' its way out. His daddy used to tell him hard work and pain made a man strong. If anything that man'd ever said was true, maybe it was this. Maybe this would make him strong.

And for a while he felt it. Didn't think about much, didn't want much, didn't need much. Didn't hurt much beyond the muscles. For a while, he thought he'd his life the right way.

But calving was just like the bitter coffee-- it didn't hold, couldn't live on it. It was just something to get you through the hard times until you could rest.
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bmshirtsbmshirts on February 6th, 2008 08:45 am (UTC)
For The Weary
Nice, very nice. Poor Ennis, deluding himself again. Thanks. Carole
sweetjesweetje on February 14th, 2008 01:06 pm (UTC)
Working is Ennis's escape from the life he really isn't happy in. You can't blame him for that.
I like this. : )