“Can’t take you nowheres. Wake up.”
“Wha…?” The big lug raises crusted eyes beneath white blond brows.
“You smell…throw up.”
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Head drifting and chin dipping, Stubbs’s forehead smacks the table again.
The Navajo scout shoves his hat back. “Gringos—too emotional.” He strides to the well and douses his friend with a spittoon-full of water.
Nothing; nobody watches; nobody cares.
Without warning the blond lurches upward like a zombie.
“Hey man, we gotta get you outta here. You can’t show your face in this cantina again.”
“What happened?”
“Can’t say, or you’ll murder somebody.”
“W-ho?”
The scout squints, and grins.
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June 4, 2013 at 8:24 pm
Great line: “The big lug raises crusted eyes beneath white blond brows.” Nice.
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June 10, 2013 at 7:06 pm
Glad I caught your attention, Len. Thank YOU. You’ve made my day.
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June 4, 2013 at 10:56 pm
This one’s great! I smell throw up, crusted eyes. You can smell and see this one, Tess.
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June 10, 2013 at 7:05 pm
I never had any brothers but lived in a women’s world. My dad was odd man out but I watched movies about cowboys…he-he.
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June 5, 2013 at 1:13 am
i’m still cringing at the thought of getting doused by a spittoon full of water! Very vivid, Tess!
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June 10, 2013 at 7:03 pm
Hi, Naomi. You know guys, the first usable object that will hold water…but then the scout was Indian and resourceful. Ha-ha. Thank YOU.
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June 5, 2013 at 2:02 am
Yes great imagery Tess!
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June 10, 2013 at 6:59 pm
I watch movies and I know boys will be boys… Thanks, Gilly. Nice to hear from you.
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June 5, 2013 at 2:51 am
Can’t even think what they got up to last night 🙂
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June 10, 2013 at 6:58 pm
I wonder if it had something to do with a woman, maybe?
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June 6, 2013 at 6:36 am
This one is absolutely fabulous Tess. Ick, throw up combined with a spitoon of water!
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June 10, 2013 at 6:55 pm
Nice to see you, Valentine. Thanks. Seems I’m going into new territory.
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June 9, 2013 at 10:39 pm
It sounds like one heck of a messy morning. Time to go back to sleep. What fun.
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June 10, 2013 at 6:48 pm
Boys will be boys, right Tricia?
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June 10, 2013 at 7:37 am
I like the way you use words I’ve never heard of. Like lug!
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June 10, 2013 at 6:47 pm
Go figure, sometimes my brain digs deeper and surprises me, Rose. Ha-ha.
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