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I turned the gold bar over in my hand.  That stagecoach never had a chance, and the law wouldn’t know what I’d done ’til it failed to show up at Reno.  I’m an outlaw now, even if I’m the only one that knows.

But that won’t last.  The gunman killed my horse, and the driver released the coach’s horses while I was distracted.  I shot him after, no regrets.

My canteen is now the most valuable thing on earth.


This Sunday, I chose to do the Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt.  This week, the word was ‘Outlaw,’ which reminded me of Tom Darby’s One-Horse Town series.  Inspired by his rich, western scenery, I wrote this little flash set in Nevada.

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