Two-Guns Temple pressed his face between the bars of the jail.
“Won’t get out that way, kid.”
Kid. The sheriff probably didn’t even have a year on him. He was an arrogant git, and a show-off, sitting there with his shiny boots up on his desk and his black Stetson tipped over his eyes, covering his perfect hair. Dressed all in black too, trying
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Oh, I wish I'd thought of that euphemism. I was too busy wallowing in the pretty. :)
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