It was Sunday night. Ennis had dropped Junior off at Alma's house. He was on his way home. He thought about stopping by the bar for a drink.." Ive got time for one" he figured.
When he got to the bar, he ordered his regular, placing the money on the bar. He walked to the back of the room, to see if there was a pool game going on. A couple of the young guys from the Harrison outfit were in town on Sunday afternoon. Havin an afternoon of rest and fun. And more'n a few beers, by the look of em. As he leaned back against the wall, to stand an drink his beer . He glanced over at the table in the corner. Those two middle aged women were there again.. They seemed intent talking to each other this time, and paid him no mind. He felt eased about that.
Then he remembered, he had that card, he had ta mail. He finished his beer and went to his truck. Knowing he needed to get that in the post office before leaving town.
He was still pondering about his pay this week.? Was ther gonna be enough left ta pay for them new boots, he sorely needed? Stoddamier said "the business had been slow..Moneys tight! " "Whats going to happen to the ranch? Is it goin the way of the others round these parts. Just closin up shop. Who knows about anythin anymore?"
He hoped Marvin Johnson was still needin a cowboy for the roundup
this year..That card should let him know he was available.