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Garrett owned a community theater in Bullet, Texas where he debuted a play he wrote in which a man named Garrett strikes it rich in oil and purchases most of a small Texas town named Bullet. He burns half of it down and then rapes Sue Ellen the librarian and kills her husband.<\/p>\n
The next day, Sue Ellen\u2019s husband, Bobby, went to the theater, which was also Garrett\u2019s home, and threatened him repeatedly. Garrett, without ever looking at Bobby, said, \u201cFirst Amendment.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou ever heard of the second amendment?\u201d shouted Bobby, as he pushed Garrett to the ground.<\/p>\n
Garrett was already a social outcast due to his old-fashioned style of dress and his half-burnt face, but his play pushed him over the edge to a full-fledged pariah. Now no one, not even his mother, would talk to him.<\/p>\n
She answered the door when he knocked, with a cigarette dangling from her mouth, a habit that was the initial cause of her son\u2019s burnt face, and she said, \u201cI can\u2019t talk. Sherlock Holmes is on.\u201d<\/p>\n
Garrett fell into a long period of drunkenness and solitude until he came to the realization that the play was his downfall so the play shall be his savior. He vowed to create a work to redeem his self and to restore Sue Ellen\u2019s good name.<\/p>\n
He worked for months and came up with The Salvation of Man.<\/p>\n
The play was less offensive, yet still Sue Ellen came off poorly, and someone set fire to the Bullet Community Theater shortly after. The truth was Garrett was in love with Sue Ellen. She was kind, intelligent, funny, and she always complimented his selections at the library. Her husband Bobby, who had probably set the fire, was a goon. He worked at the slaughterhouse and had never read a book in his life. He did not deserve her, thought Garrett, as he watched the fire escalate.<\/p>\n
It was a slow-spreading fire and Garrett could have rushed in to salvage some of his belongings but he was frozen. He had been terrified of fire since infanthood when his mother fell asleep smoking and burnt half the house and half of his body, so he couldn\u2019t bring himself to rush in. He stood watching as everything he had turned to ash.<\/p>\n
He moved in with his mother for the next year and fell into the deepest depression of his life. Things began to look up when the insurance money came in. He slowly rebuilt the theater and wrote a new play, one that he hoped would eternally glorify the name of Sue Ellen Robinson.<\/p>\n
Around this time a cow that refused to die arrived at the slaughterhouse. Bobby and his boss had slit its throat several times but it kicked wildly and broke free from its restraints. It charged at Bobby and fell on top of him, pushing the knife through his hand.<\/p>\n
He lost most of the hand and from then on was reduced to part-time blood mopping. He grew increasingly more abusive over the following months and Sue Ellen was completely miserable with him. When Garrett\u2019s new play premiered she didn\u2019t dare attend, but she did eagerly ask a friend of the details. It was about a librarian named Sue Ellen, who lives in small Texas town named Bullet. She leaves her abusive husband and falls in love with a badly scarred but goodhearted man named Garrett.<\/p>\n
Sue Ellen decided that the premise of the play was not too farfetched and she gave Garrett a chance. They saw each other secretly, in small glances at the library, midnight visits to the theater, and it was the happiest day of Garrett\u2019s life when Sue Ellen said, \u201cOk, no more sneaking around. It\u2019s time our love comes out in the open. I\u2019m leaving Bobby.\u201d<\/p>\n
Garrett didn\u2019t know if Bobby would kill him for this, but he didn\u2019t care. He also didn\u2019t know whether Sue Ellen\u2019s love would pull him out of social exile, or drag her down into it, but he didn\u2019t care. He knew that given the chance they would create their own world, a society of two, where love and thought were king, and where violence existed only on stage.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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