Joe was back to his old stoic self by dawn the next morning. He sighed loudly in satisfaction, that first beer had tasted every bit as fine as he’d anticipated! xx video “Farley, would you have your swamper rub down my horse with a handful of that hay; it’s either that or he’s going to want to roll when he gets done eating and that sweat dries!”
“Yeah. Jim decided he wasn’t going to put Joe in the cell for this deputy he had no respect for. Jim held her close while she cried. He spoke urgently as he stood up. He’d ridden that horse into the ground the first day out of Uvalde, then he’d stolen another one from a nearby ranch.
