“Listen up….Out here, there ain’t no law excepting for the law of the gun in your hand.
A man’s gotta do what a man’s gotta do and, make no mistake Mister…. when I pay a man to do a job I expect him to give it 100 percent, any less and… he ain’t gonna get paid. Now…. that thing at the end of the leather you’re holding onto is called a horse, if you k’in ride it, well then, you’d best climb on up in the saddle and make like a cowboy… ‘n’ just so you know…. there might be some folks along the trail who’ll maybe take a hankering after what we got and be wanting it for themselves, the cattle, our food, the horses and… you best be ready to shoot ‘em ‘cause if’n you ain’t.. and I find myself gettin’ shot at… well, I’m just old enough and dang-blasted ornery enough to be killing you fer gettin me killed…..The hell I will!
Well…. what are you still standing there for…. waiting for your momma to come wipe your nose? Saddle up boy and, let’s get this cattle moving. Yeeee haww!”
Shared at Bluebellbooks: Short Story Slam Week 2