The girl had picked exactly the wrong time to warm up the man’s coffee at the table next to the door. “I didn’t know you were a personal friend of hers, Mr. Xnxx “He’s the one who locked us up.”
Mayor Dixon turned on Jim; he put both of his hands on his hips and spoke belligerently. Ouch! Jim was feeling right proud of himself for setting the Mayor straight as he led his horse on over to the cafe. Jim rounded the table and he moved in quickly. He allowed as how he ought to have her perty much seeing things his way along about time for his lunch. She walked the way a woman walks who knows an admiring man is watching her. He had the girl clutched to his chest like he was a big ugly child with a pretty, fragile doll. Jim quickly tied his horse to the rail out front and stormed through the front door of the office. When he came back around, he shakily spoke. Jim rounded the table and he moved in quickly. He recognized the man coming toward him on foot as Mayor Dixon.
