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October 2, 2006

The Eschatologist: El Paso

He tickled the ivories like they were a lover, softly, gentle sweet nothings whispered in their ear.

Working with his hands came naturally to Ben; that's why it was so easy for him to set up shop in this dusty old corner of west Texas, far from the trouble that chased him from Missouri.

It was also easy to pull the twin Colts out of his lap, spin the stool, and shoot unerringly when the two bounty chasers burst into the saloon.

It was equally easy to spin back around and resume the sonata as the bodies hit the floor.

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Comments

I always thought that, in Westerns, gunslingers made a mistake by not shooting the piano players.

This proves my point.

Posted by: Jim at October 2, 2006 10:33 PM · Permalink