Mexico or Bust by Littlewing 1957
Jack picked up a colorful brochure from his oak desk and looked at it so sadly. He knew the answer even before he dared to ask! There was no way that a one Ennis Del Mar would agree to spend a few weeks with him in sunny Cabo San Lucas. But he had to try. Jack placed the brochure in a large envelope and dropped it in the mailbox.
He drove away from his house so lost in thought that he almost ran over his neighbor’s cat! “That’s it!” Jack chided himself. “I gotta pull myself together. If Ennis won’t go, well, it’s not the end of the world!” He drove to work in a record 10 minutes and sat at his station, hoping to make at least one sale that day.
12:00 noon and no customers. Jack rubbed his stiff neck and went into the back office to prepare a cup of coffee. He looked at his ceramic coffee pot and felt a sharp stab. What was it Ennis said? “Jack, the only traveling I do is going around the coffee pot looking for the handle.” Jack shook his head and poured himself a cup. He walked back to his desk and sipped the strong brew. He let himself daydream about a trip to Mexico with Ennis. He imagined them getting cozy in their richly appointed hotel room; drinking exotic mixed concoctions at the bar; walking hand-in-hand along the cape. If only…
One week later Jack stepped on his front porch to retrieve the mail. It was Saturday and he was grateful for the day off. Last week was rather slow, but the slow days were as trying as busy times. He separated the envelopes by type: the bills landed in one pile while everything else - ads and other junk mail - were dropped in the round file. And then he saw it! A post card from Riverton Wy. Jack was shaking as he turned the card over to read the message. He smiled, almost cried out with laughter as he read,
“Rodeo, tell me more!”
Jack sat down at his desk and pulled out the brochure that he kept for himself. He placed a call to his travel agent…..