Kidd wisely remained calm and kept a neutral on his face. When introduced to Nathaniel he touched the brim of his hat and smiled his friendliest smile, “Deputy Boomer, perhaps you can introduce me to the rest of the merchants in town?”
“I need to walk this breakfast off, let’s go.”
They walked out and towards the hotel, “There’s something I want to show you out back.”
“Sure, Deputy Boomer, lead the way.” Kidd knew something was wrong by the tone of Boomer’s voice.
Season VI, Chapter 8, Episode 40:
As they got away from the street Boomer stopped, “Y’know, kid, there’s something I just don’t like about you—you haven’t been completely honest with us, have you?”
Kidd was taken totally off guard by this and he could detect more than was said—he knew he was in danger and his experience and reflexes took over; his hand was on the Colt quicker than the eye could detect…
Boomer’s Remington .44 was out, already at buckle height, hammer drawn back and ready to fire before Kidd could clear leather—and the look on his face was priceless…
Boomer’s smile was wide, “You have to remove that little hammer-loop on your holster from your pistol every time you dismount from your horse—the loop kinda interferes with a quick draw. Now that I have your attention, move your hand away from your gun, that will ensure your survival—at least for the moment.”
His hand moved quickly away from his Colt .45, “Now what?”
“Your name, for starters. Your full name.”
“It’s Randolph Persimmons, with a handle like that, I just referred to myself as ‘the kid,’ after all my real name really didn’t matter much.”
“You didn’t just marshal either, did you? I have you pegged as a bounty hunter; am I right?”
“Yeah, I did some things then I wasn’t too proud of.”
“Listen carefully, son, I don’t trust you. If anything happens here that I don’t like—I’ll be back and I won’t come alone. Got it?”
“I got it.”
“One more thing, keep the ‘Kidd’ last name, but make it legal. ‘Randolph Kidd’ has a nice sound to it.”
The future Randolph Kidd decided then and there, he would take care of this old man…yes he would…
To be Continued…
Persimmons?
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I was low on original names.
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Wow. I didn’t know Boomer had it in him!
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Neither did “Boomer.” 😐
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Cool..hang tough Boomer..I kinda knew yu were gonna do this yeehaw!
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You “knew” more than I did. Yeesh! What WAS I thinking? 🙂
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Lack of hammer loops will be the new fashion!
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They’re kinda necessary when riding…they keep the gun IN the holster. Sorta like seat-belts. 🙂
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When you say:
Are you suggesting I accompany you? Don’t you think you should ask me if I want to? 😀
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You WANT to! You’ve been missing out on all the fun…Lucky-kitty told me so. AR-ROOO!!!
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“as a bounty hunter”
Methinks thinks FlutterMatters speculation suggests the name “Kid Karrot” could take root in this space as opposed to Randolph Raisin which leaves an impression that the Kid was all dried up. Bounty hunters named Persimmon do however, have a certain mysterious east of the left coast cache! 🙂
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“Don’t they, though! 😀
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I suppose it”s more masculine than pomnegranate. (sp?)
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Just a bit. 😉
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I suspect we have not heard the last of this…..the tingle is still down. My spine. Good story I likey!
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Yeah…as we move away from Grand Marais, we won’t see Mr. Kidd regularly, but he’ll be lurking about, just waiting to get even with Boomer. 🙂
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🙂 🙂
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Methinks thinks FlutterMatters should the Kid find himself acquiring carnal knowledge there might be Kidlets in one of the story lines.
At least the dogs would be happy! 🙂
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Well….OKAY, then… 😐
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