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Zeke, Lori Ann and Buck (his friend ) are traveling to Zeke's home town Paradise.
Along the way they make a stop.
Maybe, they shouldn't have....
Zeke's Kincaid excerpt:
It was the ‘Ye Olde Brews and Beds” tavern located just outside the town of Crisscross Creek that the coach stopped and the party of three departed. Each of them moaned and groaned when trying to get their stiff muscles to move.
The smoky atmosphere of the ‘Ye Olde Brews and Beds’ might have been tolerable except it was mixed with the odorous smell of their brew. Not the fresh yeasty aroma of newly brewed beer, but the stale slopped on the floor beer and left there forever smell. Lori Ann's nose twitched in response.
Even though the hour still early the public room seemed crowded. It wouldn’t be long before the those who over indulgenced would move, from the roar it is now, to the rabble rousing level.
‟Secure a room for us, Buck? Zeke asked.”
The room typical of all inns didn’t just feel cramped it was and smelled much the same as below. The men insisted Lori Ann use the tiny bed. Telling her the floor would be fine for it allowed each of them to stretch out.
Zeke decided to venture down below with the intent of swallowing down few brews. Hoping they might just help him sleep more soundly and after he returned up stairs Buck would do the same.
The noise level already moved up a notch when he arrived. Which was due to the three women now seeking attention among the dozen or so men in the room.
Zeke took a seat in the corner. The man carrying the tray of mugs with the warm golden beer topped with white foam passed and hesitated long enough for Zeke to grab one.
‟Well, looky here a gentleman has decided to join the us, peons.” Hal said.
Homer turned back to look at the man speaking to him. His face cringed, and he didn’t care. Hal smelled as if he hadn’t bathed in a week of Sundays, because he hadn’t. He breath reeked of decay from the seven teeth all rotten still in his mouth.
His hair, Homer knew for a fact, hadn’t seen a comb or brush in months, no he thought years.
The only thing Hal had going for him was friendship. He understand true-blue, watch you back friendship. Three times his actions saved Homer’s life.
It took a moment before Homer could see who Hal talked about.
While trying to look around the people blocking his vision Hal added.
‟You need to get a peak at the la’deee he’s with when he came in. A real neat looking piece of skirt.”
Homer’s cheek twitched. He couldn’t believe his eyes.
‟Kincaid.” He couldn’t swear if he mouthed the name or yelled it across the room.
‟The boss said we hit the Bloomville bank in few weeks. They’re getting ready to receive a railroad payroll.”
‟What?” Homer swung back in his chair to hear what he missed.
‟The bank job it’s on -- in a few weeks,” Hal said.
‟Oh yea, OK. I’ll be right back.” Homer’s chair slid back allowing him to stand and he moseyed his way to the other side of the room.
Half way there he swiped a fresh mug from the man carrying the tray toward one of the tables.
With new mug in hand Homer leaned against the wall right in front of Zeke. When he and the man sitting finally made eye contract Homer smiled and raised his glass in a mock salute. Zeke repeated the gesture and emptied the remaining brew down his throat. He stood.
Homer stiffed and nonchalantly let his hand fall to the new colt firearm riding on his hip. His lips twisted oddly with a hint of the slightest smile. Well, the Colt was new.
New to him as of yesterday. When he took it off the dead body of the man who had been shot in the back, by him. Not only did he now have the man’s gun, but he had the twenty-one dollars the man won from Homer earlier in a poker game.
Zeke after standing put the empty mug on the table, nodded at Homer and walked away thinking the man only wanted his seat at the small table.
Homer’s smile spread across his face. So, Kincaid didn’t recognize him. It had been a few years and he grew up in those six years. A boy changed into a man. A man just as mean and hateful as the brother Zeke killed six years ago.
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