So Gene has this ol' Model A and some cash whut he and Raejean have jarred away in a hidey-hole an' he takes and swap the A for the V-8, give Simmons some boot. Long, hard time for Simmons and the Missus, but as it turns out, after a long while, she gets well, and they move off to Cally-forney along of the Palmers. Well, hit was a hot July mornin', fifth or sixth, I think, 'cause we had just done with the Fourth. Gene was in his new Ford toolin' along to the bakery in Syracuse when he sees the headlights of a car comin' up ahind him. Hit purty rare he see another car on the road at this unearthly hour, seein's how he had to be to work by 3:30 in the mornin'. Well, thet car come right up ahind, but hit never offer to pass.
Gene get to Syracuse and pull the car up in front the bakery, and th'other car come right up and stop in backa him. People start spillin' out that car, an ever' one an 'em had a gun and two an 'em had, you know, like duffel bags. They come right up as Gene was a gettin' out his car and this first guy says, "We need your car." Well, easy to see Gene ain't arguin' with no one. "How's it fixed for gas?" the guy asks. "Filled it in Holly yestiddy," says Gene. So two a the women get in front and two guys and another woman get in the back. Then Clyde says, Gene know by now it was Clyde Barrow, "You get in there, too." So Gene clumb in, his heart tearin' out for Toledo, he was that skeered. Well, four in back were a crowd, but Clyde slam the door and get in the driver's seat, put 'er in gear, and tear out on down the road.
They gone maybe six, eight mile when Gene get gumption enough to say, "Say, you don't need me. Cain't ya just let me out?" Clyde says, "Shut up. She ain't shot no one yet today," indicatin' the woman aside him. Gene know now that it is Bonnie, I mean ever' newspaper in the land has been runnin' they pitchers fer months. Gene think she don't look too well, though, but he ain't taken no chances, so he shut up.
These people talkin' amongst theyselves just lak Gene ain't even there; and that worry Gene some, 'cause they were talkin' about they plans, how they driven all the way from Pueblo and will need to stop somewhere to replenish they supplies, so to speak, afore they get to Denison. Gene figure now they can't well leave him a witness and he like to have never been more afeered for his life. Nor never since, neither. Anyway, Gene tryin' to calm his mind figgers out that the one they call Buck is with Blanche, they are a couple. Then the girl called Billie who seems the most nervous of the bunch is with W.D. And a course, Bonnie and Clyde are the infamous Bonnie and Clyde.
Well, they get to Lakin, pass on through, and drive on. After maybe ten miles or so, somewhere atween Lakin and Garden, Clyde pulls over and stops the car. He steps out, opens the rear door, tells Gene to get out. At this point, right here, right now, Gene thinks, I am dead. So he gets out.
Clyde says, "You got any money?" Gene stammers, "Jes', jes' only a dollar and a quarter." So then Clyde reach in his pocket, pulls out a wad and peels off a five-dollar bill. "Here," he growls, "mought could he'p you get back home; and don't you be talkin' to no coppers about us, hear?" He gets back in the car, peels rubber as he accelerates. "Man, what a car!" Gene thinks, "And she ain't mine no more."
Gene were wrong, though. That car was later found abandoned in Buffalo, Oklahoma and Gene finely got 'er back. Ava, hit was. Gene and Raejean named they daughter Ava.
© 2013 David W. Lacy