Busted Gulch vol 9

Not Feelin' the Season (Ruechari/lyttlejoe)

Note: The begging of this chapter comes from @lyttlejoe which I adapted for my chapter so I didn't have to scrap his work... again.

Not Feelin' the Season

You could feel it in the air

Folks all smiling everywhere

It was close to Christmas again

In Busted Gulch Decorations were appearin'

As that special day was nearin'

And this year will be so different

All these new folks and such

Pastor Stein will pray

That all will be back Christmas day

But I know for some that won't be the way.

And when Santa gallops down the street

Waving from his stagecoach seat

The Ho, Ho, Ho he always sings

Will fill hearts with the joy it brings.

But I can't feel that joy because of what I've done

I found Pearce Wade but still have saved no one.

I doubt I'll be forgiven.

For the madness to which I'm driven.

This whole thing with O'Boyle

Has caused Rue to recoil

I've lost her love, I've lost her trust.

Things made even worse by a damn

Red camel that suffers from wanderlust.

Should have shot it and not O'Boyle

Or left him the sun to broil

I retrace my steps and do not find

A body or tracks left behind.

Off I go to find Wade.

Hoping he'll come to Lou's aid

I finally find him in a saloon

Slobbering drunk at ½ past noon.

He wanted to give me some kind of fight.

He thought he had me but not quite.

Tied up and bound, lying on the ground

I wire Justice and tell him what I found.

Justice has Wade now stashed away.

I have no more reasons I should stay.

I know Lou will soon be free

So there nothing left for me.

I ride to get back to BG

I wish I could make things right.

I miss Rue both day and night

Once again I pull out the ring

To a desperate hope I cling.