Wes Coffey
π€ SpeakerAppearances Over Time
Podcast Appearances
Just gone.
No sound of it crashing through brush.
No breathing.
No footsteps.
I went to my brother.
Cole was alive.
His jacket was shredded across the chest and his face had four parallel gashes across it, from his hairline down across his right eye and onto his cheek.
His right eye was gone, I mean it.
There was no eye there.
What had been his eye was now a hole, and the hole was full of blood, and I could see bone through it.
He was conscious.
He was trying to talk.
He kept saying something that sounded like go, over and over.
Go, go, go.
I got him up.
I don't know how.
I'm not a big guy.
Cole was 220 pounds.
I got him up onto his feet and I got his arm over my shoulders and I started walking.
I left my rifle.