SUDDENLY—and quite without warning… Our heroes found themselves just two miles outside of Buzzard’s Gulch, “Didn’t Cujo say something about Christine Dalton “…She might be able to bring a hundred or so more expert gunslingers…’?”
Linda, shuddering, glanced at Paul, “Yes, she did.”
“You know, gang,” Boomer observed, “We don’t HAVE to be peace officers—we’d make some pretty awesome outlaws.”
“And I, as the senior member of Halvorson Gang,” Ralph grinned, “I shall lead us into Buzzard’s Gulch. Cujo? I know you’re observing—we require some bags of stolen loot.”
Obviously, Cujo heard Ralph’s request as bags stolen loot appeared on the pack horses—quite cartoonish looking—but they would suffice.
No one challenged Ralph’s taking command, he had quickly become, along with Paul, an equal partner with all else in this band of time-travelers—that’s how we roll, GENTLE READER!
MEANWHILE—At the Colorado-Utah border… Lacy and her men reached the border where Arturo and the rest of the men waited Lacy noticed there were more men and a tent. Lacy pulled her gun as did Edward, Miles and Paulo. Entering the camp with caution.
Arturo saw the group and with a big smile said, “No need for the guns, we have guests and a surprise for Senorita Lacy.”
Just then the tent opened and out stepped a women with a big smile on her face. White hair and a twinkle in her eye (don’t let that twinkle fool you).
Season 12—Adventure 3—Siege of Fort Justice—Episode 11… Lacy for once had no words coming out of her mouth; in fact her mouth was wide open as she stared at the women, “Lacy close your mouth before a bug gets in and get over here to give your grandmother a proper hug.”
Lacy dismounted and begin walking towards the woman. Emotions played in her mind. Christine Dalton her grandmother. She had not been a favorite of her beloved Pa—he felt Christine put too many ideas in the kids head whenever she and grandpa would come for a visit.
Lacy’s father adored Coby Dalton and he tolerated his mother telling wild stories to Lacy and Blake.
Lacy was always enthralled by Christine’s stories and hung on every word. Blake preferred to hang out with Pa and grandpa.
When Coby Dalton died a few years back, Pa was heartbroken, after the funeral Christine told him not to worry about her and that she was fine. She would hire some men to help about the place.
She had a plan alright and she did hire some men but it was not to run the ranch which she promptly sold.
It was like she disappeared off the face of the earth. When her father was murdered she had no idea of how to get in touch with Christine.
Lacy reached her grandmother, “Whatever are you doing here?”
“Whatever are you doing here?”
“That is all the greeting I get?”
“You ran off and left without even a goodbye”
“Get over it Lacy, I had things to do adventures to live and I did not have time to listen to your father try to dictate how my life should be. I am sorry my son is dead, he was a good man. I am glad you tracked down his killer and I approve of your choice of professions. Now give me a hug.”
After all the introductions were made, Christine said, “Now let’s get down to some planning shall we?”
To be Continued…