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Pleasant Dreams, Rotten Mornings
Bruce and I get to my place
I see the look upon his face.
"Guess, I'll sleep on the floor."
But his raised eyebrow and smirk hinted more.
"Oh, no. You'll sleep in the bed."
My knife suddenly appeared in my hand,
I twirled it, then stabbed it
into the nightstand. "But be forewarned,
Touch me and you'll end up dead."
He chose not to say a word.
On the bed he did recline
I tied his ankle to mine.
Then I heard,
"What's to keep me from getting loose?"
"Go on try it? * I tied it tighter than a noose*
He grumbled when he couldn't get free
"I hate this," he says to me.
"The judge hasn't left
YOU can change your mind."
"Not on your life,"He quickly declined.
"So what's the deal with you and Buck?"
I frowned.
"If you're so tired of being stuck
I suggest you talk to Buck, not me
For it's really Buck who can set you free.
My way is only temporary."
"Pfft, Buck will set me free,"
Bruce said with certainty.
"When I told him what I'd done
He didn't go run, to ask the judge.
You tried to kill him!
You don't think he'll hold a grudge?"
Bruce just shrugged, "He'll come 'roun."
"I wouldn't be so sure. He's makin' a life in town."
"He may not need me anymore
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Busted Gulch vol 7
AdventureThe Jail is gone. The Church is still being rebuilt. The Tent City is growing and so is the Crime Rate. Dogs are running rampant, cats are prohibited, but thankfully muffins are back on the menu. But with Busted Gulch's last Mayor being arrested for...
