Western Fiction posted September 22, 2017


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A bully threatened Tumbleweed

Community Dance, Part Four

by c_lucas


COMMUNITY DANCE
PART FOUR
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End of the last story: "Order up, Jerry. Your meal is paid for," Mr. Pearson said.

Jerry was the last one to be served. It didn't escape his attention, Lynda nibbled at her food and never took her eyes off of him. Consuela frowned, but Miguel smiled and winked at his boss.

Mr. Pearson wore a poker face as he watched the two youngsters.

Sheriff Duncan entered the dining room and made a bee line toward Jerry. "Boy when you want to cause trouble, you don't cut me any slack. Stand up. Hand over your gun."
**
“Wait a minute, Roy.” Jim Pearson stood, blocking the sheriff, who has just cuffed Jerry’s hands behind his back.
 
“Step aside, Jim. I have a legal complaint against this young man.”
 
“A complaint by whom?” Mr. Pearson asked.
 
“Follow me to the Jail if you are so blamed curious.” The sheriff stepped around the rancher, pulling a shackled Tumbleweed behind him.
 
 
Once the trio reached the jail, Mr. Pearson was surprised to see Texas and Dooley behind bars. “What’s going on?” he asked his two cowhands locked in a cell, with their hands cuffed behind their backs.
 
“Just a misunderstanding, Boss,” Texas answered.
 
“It turns out that the one who ran is the Sheriff’s son. He had been chosen to fight Tumbleweed, but he ran like the coward he is.” Dooley spit on the floor.
 
“My son is not a coward!” Sheriff Duncan reached inside the bars and grabbed Dooley by his shirt and pulled him into the bars; smashing his nose into a metal bar.
 
“Roy, cut it out! You don’t mistreat a prisoner, especially when he works for me.” Jim twisted the sheriff’s wrist until Dooley was out of the sheriff’s grasp.
 
“You’re interfering with the Law, Pearson.” The angry sheriff took a step toward the rancher.
 
Although his hands were cuffed behind his back, Jerry stepped between the two men. He faced the Sheriff. “Your son ran when the odds were five to one against me. In my book that makes him a coward!” The boy didn’t back down from the angry Lawman. “If you want proof, let him fight me now. I can beat him without my hands.”
 
“Sonny! Get in here! I mean NOW.” The boy came reluctantly from the backroom.
 
“Yes, Father.”
 
“Tell Mr. Pearson what you told me.”
 
“I can’t. They will gang up on me later just as they did my friends.” He pointed to the cell. “Those two held guns on them so they wouldn’t fight back. When they were distracted, I jumped on my horse and rode to you.”
 
“Texas, what do you have to say?” Mr. Pearson held up his hand to keep the Sheriff from interfering.   
 
“We got there just as their leader ordered someone to drag Tumbleweed. Dooley held his rifle and I held my pistol. We each fired a shot into the air, getting everyone attention.  We put our weapons away and I rode toward Tumbleweed and asked if he had insulted someone…." Jerry interrupted his friend.
 
“The leader accused me of trying to steal his girl. I pointed to Junior and said I wasn’t interested. I told him he could have her. That’s when he ordered someone to drag me. Dooley roped the leader and pulled him from his horse. During the confusion, Texas roped two boys with a single loop and pulled them off their horses. Then he asked who was going to rope me so I would be dragged along with the three already on the ground.”
 
Texas took over the story. “No one roped Tumbleweed and he asked Dooley and me to release our captives. He said he had a comment to make. I pointed out it would be three to one and he told Dooley and me to pick one each, making it five to one. He commented on a bare-knuckle fighter who was famous for fighting five men at once.”
 
Dooley related his part. “I recognized the message Tumbleweed was giving us and I released the leader. Texas released his two and we each chose one. I chose Junior who wasn’t anxious to fight.” He turned toward Texas. “You can finish the tale, partner.”
 
Texas cleared his throat. “Tumbleweed kicked the leader in the face, smashing his nose. He kicked the second person in the jaw, taking him out of the fracas. He introduced the next two's family jewels to his foot, leaving them screaming and holding their balls. Junior, here, jumped on his horse and fled the scene.  I told the rest to leave and take their trash with them. Some helped the injured ones to get on their horses and all rode away.”
 
“You expect me to believe that this boy, disabled four others without getting a bruise or two? What type of a fool do you think I am?”
 
“An old one,” Dooley interjected. “Leave Tumbleweed handcuffed and have your boy fight him.”
 
“I’ve got twenty dollars in my pocket that Junior won’t fight him.” Texas sneered at the Sheriff.
 
“I have ten,” Dooley added.
 
Jim Pearson studied Jerry. He doesn’t have a mark on him. “I have a hundred dollars that Sonny won’t fight Jerry.”
 
Roy looked at his son, “Go ahead and prove them wrong.”
 
In a flash, Sonny was out the front door, running as fast as he could.
 
Jim placed an arm on the Sheriff’s shoulder. “Forget the bet and let my men go free.”
 
Soon, Jerry, Texas and Dooley were free.  Mr. Pearson look at the two older cowhands. “Never mind the incident and go enjoy your night. Remember, the drinks are on Wally.” He linked arms with Jerry. “Show me the flowers you have for our ladies.”
 
Although the cuttings were two hours old, the flowers had a fresh look.
 
“You did a good job, Jerry.” Mr. Pearson patted his youngest hand on the back. “I’m sure the ladies will enjoy them.”
 
“Sir,” the young man stuttered. “I would like to take Lynda for one of those Hot Fudge Sundaes you told me about.”
 
“As her big brother, you don’t have to ask me. Consuela will act as Chaperone. Remember to buy her a Sundae, also.”
 
“Yes, sir, I will. Thank you, sir.” Jerry hurried down the hallway and knocked on Consuela's door.
 
Lynda opened the door and smiled when she spied Jerry. “Hi Jerry, I thought you were in jail.”
 
“That was just a misunderstanding. Your father set the Sheriff straight. Would you like to go to the store for a Hot Fudge Sundae?”
 
“I would love to…” Lynda’s attempt to close the door was hampered by Consuela, who held it opened.
 
“I will go with you,” the girl smiled at Jerry. “It sounds like quite the treat.”
 
“You’re welcome to come.” Jerry said to Consuela. He took Lynda’s hand and the young couple easily out walked their Chaperone, who did her best to stay with them. All three enjoyed the new treat.
 
As the three were returning to the hotel, a stranger somewhat older than Jerry, grabbed him by his free arm. “You’re just the bastard I’m looking for.” He swung a haymaker aiming for Jerry’s jaw.  


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Thank you, helvi2 for the use of your image, "Wooly Bully."
TUMBLEWEED'S CHARACTER LIST
TUMBLEWEED AKA JERRY REESE- SLIM FRAME-Orphan wearing worn out clothes. Age sixteen, skinny and tall.
RAIN FALL, TX. NOTED FOR ITS DRY CLIMATE
JIM PEARSON-WIDOWER-OWNER OF THE SWEET PEA RANCH-MIDDLE AGED-WIDOWER
LYNDA PEARSON-JIM PEARSON'S DAUGHTER-AGE TWELVE
SLIM DAWSON-OWNER OF THE SLIVER SLIPPER SALOON
JAKE WAKEFIELD- WHITE-HAIRED RAIN FALL'S STOREKEEPER.
SUSAN WAKEFIELD TWENTY- FOUR- YEAR OLD DAUGHTER OF WAKEFIELD. HELPS HIM IN THE STORE
WALLY ZIMMERMAN -OWNER OF RAIN FALL'S LIVERY-USED THE PAINT TO CHEAT COWBOYS
PAINT- BLACK AND WHITE PINTO-TUMBLEWEED WINS HIM FROM WALLY
SHERIFF ROY DUNCAN-RAIN FALL'S PEACE OFFICER
SONNY DUNCAN-SON OF THE SHERIFF
JASON BENSON-LEADER OF THE BOYS-CHALLENGED TUMBLEWEED
LIONEL BENSON-JASON'S OLDER BROTHER

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