Trust issues
Everywhere was dust,
Lean suppressed the urge
To swear;
Her kidnapper's horse
Had been drugged.
Fortunately,
She did not break
Any bone
And was as good as back home.
Whom shall she trust,
Anymore?
What was the truth?
Even, if it knocked on her door...
And hours later,
Rang a bell.
"Good Eve, Doc Vale or...
Lean drew her gun,
"Shall I call you Spent Shell?"
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Busted Gulch vol 1
AdventureCome to Busted Gulch and meet the unique characters there. A @lyttlejoe creation. An Old West story (kinda) in Poetry and Prose. A unique story that not only is a fun read but continues in the comments by the writers themselves. Come check out the...
