The Cowboy and Me: Short Story by Frank-A-Lanka, literature
Literature
The Cowboy and Me: Short Story
You stacked another pack of tobacco on the shelf. It has been two months since the incident with Antonio and your Pa had opened a much needed drug store in Dodge City instead of working on a farm like he planned. You smiled and stacked another pack. You seemed to not be able to stop smiling since then. You thought about Alfred. Your stomach fluttered as you thought about your cowboy. He still was a bounty hunter and he helped protect men on roundups every once in a while. He was going to be back soon from helping a roundup group from Texas. You put the last pack up and checked the sugar supply. You frowned. You needed to tell your Pa to buy m