Cassidy pov:Sunday mornings were always Gods time, time for prayer an gospel hymns. Then there was Sunday afternoon and communion potluck. Which is usually the time when most would get together to talk about the love of God, that and how good crops and stuff is, but not this town. This town got together every Sunday afternoon just to catch up on the small town gossip. The big news that staid outta the papers but in the ears of everyone it didn't concern.
Growin up in a small town Montana had its perks, but also down falls. Everybody knows everybody's business, an sometimes before it even came out to that person it involves.
"Hey Cassidy," Tess James said.
"Oh hey Tess how are ya," I answered.
"I'm well, hey did y'all hear bout Jenny's new fling," Tess says quietly.
Tess James was one of the biggest mouths in Bozeman. If anyone knew the juice it was Tess. "No, don't particularly wanna though," I said.
She placed her jello on her plate, from the buffet of plates made by every good church woman. Duty came first an every woman knew how too cook the typical fried chicken and southern beans. Cakes, corn bread and everything else that's fried. If you lived in Bozeman an didn't know how ta cook, you were like an outlaw or something.
"She an James Harper from the new garage in town, they been sneakin round for weeks," Tess stated hushed.
"That's nice Tess I'm not interested in who's seein who, there grown ups right," I clipped.
Tess raised her eyebrows at me and turned to the buffet before turning back. "Well ya they are but," Tess pushed.
"Ya know Tess Huu, if you dun looked at yer own business, maybe y'all wouldn't been divorced twice," I snipped at her.
Tess's mouth dropped open and she let out a discussed huff of displeased. "Ya know," was all she could retaliate with before I stuffed a bun in her mouth and walked away. I could care less who was sleepin with who. I had my own problems to worry about, including my ex.
Jake Billings had blew into My life and turned out to be a horrible man. Not only was he a lier but a cheat and abusive. Seamed like everyone in Bozeman was just the same sept for maybe the abusive behaviour. None the less I was tired of the small town he said she said, there together there not together.
Who really gave a damn, it was just a bloody entertainment for the gossipers. Something I never got into, I was different, kept to my self or tried. On the occasion though I knew I was the talk of town. I didn't care either way though, they could all shove it where the sun don't shine.
I walked to the table where my mother sat talking to some of the prim and propers of church life. All of them doin the same thing I just walked away from at the buffet. I rolled my eyes an sat down anyway just wanting to eat and run. No one could pass up the food part of the potluck, you'd be crazy too.
"Lord help me did y'all see that dress Milly was waring the other day, that was awful," Lidia stated.
Lidia was Tess's aunt and almost worse of a mouth than she was. "Oh that puke green thing, with the roses on it ya mean," Mom said.
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Blazing Gun Book 1 of series (Unedited)
RomanceCassidy Jenson's a cowgirl at heart and life, she grew up in the town of Bozeman, Montana. Her parents were part of the church community, as well as her father a rancher Long horns his specialty. Her mother a typical ranchers church wife, small town...