"I'm going to tell you a story called A Horseman in the Sky. It all started as the U.S. Civil war was getting started and a boy named Carter, who lived in Virginia, decided he wanted to fight for the Union, not the Confederacy even though his father didn't approve of his decision."
One day, Carter had fallen asleep while he was supposed to be keeping watch. He knew he would be killed if his commanding officer found out he wasn't doing his job. Union troops were hiding in the valley below and Carter was supposed to keep watch for any enemy soldiers. Now, Carter was unsure if anyone had spotted the hidden troops.
Suddenly, Carter saw a man on a horse at the top of the valley. He almost didn't notice the man, for he was moving as silent as a mouse. He was wearing Confederacy grey, so Carter grabbed his rifle and got ready to shoot. But when Carter saw the man's face, he hesitated. He couldn't bring himself to shoot the man, even though he knew he was a threat. Carter calmed himself and pulled the trigger.
Back at the Union camp, an officer went outside and looked up at the cliff above him, where he remembered Carter was stationed. He was terrified to see a horseman falling off the cliff. His horse landed next to him, out of sight. He almost fainted from the shock, but then he went back to camp and didn't tell anyone what he saw because he knew no one would believe him.
Shortly after, Carter was joined by a Union Sergeant. "What did you fire at?" he asked. " A horse". Carter replied, showing no signs of emotion. His face was as white as a ghost. "Don't be so mysterious" the sergeant said. "Was there someone on the horse?" "Yes," Carter said softly, "my father."
"What!? That's the whole story? How can it end like that? Characters are supposed to get happy endings! That was a very entertaining story, but now I don't know what to think! Oh well, thanks for telling me that story Grandma!"