~if you're wondering, I also prefer the slinky, skimpy dance skirts! MMMMM 😱 😛 ~
While the girls were shopping and chatting the high noon hour away, there arose another ruckus out in the street. Normally such excitement was reserved for later in the day, when the men had settled up their bar tabs and were testy, beligerent and itching for a fight.
But, there was something weird this day, at high noon...
"GET THE SHERIFF!" the townsfolk cried. "SOMEBODY JUST KILLED THE BLACKSMITH!!"
Luis swore in Spanish under his breath. He knew that he would probably get arrested if he stuck around. He spurred Pancho through town at a full gallop. Just before he reached the edge of town, two deputies on horses cornered him off, pointing guns at him. Looking around, he saw that he was surrounded. With an angry sigh, he threw both arms in the air.