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~190~ The Chamber Four Fiction Anthology “I don’t know,” I say. “It sounds like they said stop,” the other investment banker says. “I don’t think so,” I say. “Weird,” the first investment banker says. “Are you coming to the bar?” the other investment banker asks. “Probably,” I say. “Cool.” The investment bankers do some blowcaine off their pinky nails while I think about the emerald pastures of Islay. We wait for the elevator to go “bing.”
Black Night Ranch _______________ by Roy Giles from Eclectica Magazine “Sheep are born to die,” James Carl said, pointing his syringe at Billy. “They think that’s their purpose. We want their wool. They want to die. The trick is to make the stupid sonof-a-bitches think you want them dead.” He vaccinated with authority, tossing sheep aside like wool blankets when he finished with each one. “They’ll spite you that way and live. Don’t baby them. Make them think you’re stabbing them to death.” James Carl and Billy had hanging around their necks clear bags of sheep dope with long rubber hoses attached to needles big as framing nails. The sheep were packed tight into the twenty-foot pen, squirming and crawling over one another like maggots. Every time James Carl tossed one, the whole bunch erupted into isolated geysers of sheep. Billy kept losing his balance in the melee, exasperating the beasts. It was the uncertainty of it. Falling. They couldn’t stand it. An old ewe leapt at Billy’s head, dragging the needle in his hand with her. The chisel end of the needle carved a deep line in Billy’s cheek. The ewe’s front hooves clawed his back as she made her way over. “Fucking sheep!” “Don’t baby them,” James Carl said, tossing two animals at once. He was in a hurry. A group of Mexican shearers were due at his ranch by noon, and he wanted to be ready for them. Billy had been looking forward to the shearing ever since waking up. All through breakfast James Carl had talked
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Black Night Ranch<br />
_______________<br />
by Roy Giles<br />
from Eclectica Magazine<br />
“Sheep are born to die,” James Carl said, pointing his syringe<br />
at Billy. “They think that’s their purpose. We want their<br />
wool. They want to die. The trick is to make the stupid sonof-a-bitches<br />
think you want them dead.” He vaccinated with<br />
authority, tossing sheep aside like wool blankets when he finished<br />
with each one.<br />
“They’ll spite you that way and live. Don’t baby them.<br />
Make them think you’re stabbing them to death.”<br />
James Carl and Billy had hanging around their necks<br />
clear bags of sheep dope with long rubber hoses attached to<br />
needles big as framing nails. The sheep were packed tight<br />
into the twenty-foot pen, squirming and crawling over one<br />
another like maggots. Every time James Carl tossed one, the<br />
whole bunch erupted into isolated geysers of sheep. Billy<br />
kept losing his balance in the melee, exasperating the beasts.<br />
It was the uncertainty of it. Falling. They couldn’t stand it.<br />
An old ewe leapt at Billy’s head, dragging the needle in his<br />
hand with her. The chisel end of the needle carved a deep<br />
line in Billy’s cheek. The ewe’s front hooves clawed his back<br />
as she made her way over.<br />
“Fucking sheep!”<br />
“Don’t baby them,” James Carl said, tossing two animals<br />
at once. He was in a hurry. A group of Mexican shearers were<br />
due at his ranch by noon, and he wanted to be ready for<br />
them.<br />
Billy had been looking forward to the shearing ever since<br />
waking up. All through breakfast James Carl had talked