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\u00a0Three miles later I turned off the highway onto the road leading to our seed cleaning plant and break room building behind which were our fields of big bluestem, auburn in color now as it was almost ready for harvest and purple prairie clover which had lost most of its purple bloom. Once I got past the seed cleaning plant I was met by the flashing lights of emergency vehicles. I pulled up behind the sheriff\u2019s vehicle, put the pickup in park and jumped out, looking for Sheriff Poole. This was difficult as Sheriff Poole was a short man, and big bluestem could grow up to eight feet tall. I noticed an area of the field that looked like it was moving and with no wind today I was pretty confident that was where everyone was. I started in to the field, trying to knock down as little as possible. As I got closer I could hear voices. I finally located Gary, the head of our roguing crew, the sheriff, our other two roguers, and a couple of EMT\u2019s standing around a form on the ground. My brother, Kirk, was another roguer and should have been there also. For a second my heart stopped as I thought
he might be the body, but I realized Gary would have told me if that were the case.
\u00a0Sheriff Poole turned around, \u201cHi Carmen, any idea who this is?\u201d
\u00a0As I stepped next to the body, I looked down. I had seen plenty of dead animals over the years, but the only dead humans I had been exposed to had been prepared with carefulness and respect
by morticians. This body did not look as lovingly prepared. His knees were scrunched up to his chest with a look of panic on his face. He did look vaguely familiar, but I couldn\u2019t place why and I
wasn\u2019t going to look any closer. I hesitated and finally said, \u201cI don\u2019t think so. Do you know what happened to him? I suppose you\u2019ll have to wait for an autopsy.\u201d
\u00a0\u201cNo, I don\u2019t think I will,\u201d Sheriff Poole responded.I looked again, this time noticing the brown stain on the ground next to his arm and the bloody hole in his chest on the side that closest to the dirt.
\u00a0\u201cHe was shot?\u201d I asked dumbfounded, the granola bar crumbs starting to stir in my gut, and feeling very thankful I hadn\u2019t eaten any more than that.<\/td><\/tr><\/tbody><\/table><\/figure>\n\n\n\n