Come Again SoonA Story by Weston R.55 fictionHigh noon rolled around. Two cowboys stood face to face as a crowd gathered. Silence. One drew, and one fell. Dead. Then the crowd clapped as the two cowboys took a bow.
“Thanks for visiting our 1810 Ghost Town, pardners,” an employee said as that crowd left four hours later. “Come again soon!” © 2012 Weston R.Author's Note
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StatsAuthorWeston R.Milwaukee, WIAboutJust another guy that enjoys writing...and that's all I have to say about that. more..Writing
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