A startled cowpoke at a nearby table, just as white as spit in a cotton field, draws his gun on the bear. Kate grabs the upturned chair at her feet, and throws it at him.
"No you don't!"
The man hits the floor, and Kate kicks his gun away. Others are pressing in, fists flying and knees knocking. Dumb, angry, and scared is a bad combination.
"Rachel! Y'might wanna think 'bout wrappin' it up!"
She could mean a number of things by that, but given the face she just sent into a wall she likely won't complain if Rachel takes a minute to scare the bejeezus out of the boys quivering at her ankles.
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A startled cowpoke at a nearby table, just as white as spit in a cotton field, draws his gun on the bear. Kate grabs the upturned chair at her feet, and throws it at him.
"No you don't!"
The man hits the floor, and Kate kicks his gun away. Others are pressing in, fists flying and knees knocking. Dumb, angry, and scared is a bad combination.
"Rachel! Y'might wanna think 'bout wrappin' it up!"
She could mean a number of things by that, but given the face she just sent into a wall she likely won't complain if Rachel takes a minute to scare the bejeezus out of the boys quivering at her ankles.