Ennis's sent his truck flying down the highway hoping he wouldn't get stopped. After getting off work he'd decided that he just had to take a drive to clear his head, so, he'd hopped into his truck and headed towards Casper. After what had happened last month with Jack and his letter, Ennis now felt himself to be a free man with nothing to tie him down but the two precious loves in his life.

All the way over to Casper, the only thoughts he had were what he'd be doing with the girls next weekend. He wanted to take them to Yellowstone, but, wasn't sure if they even wanted to go. He knew Junior might have plans for them, but, Francine was another matter. Lately she hadn't wanted to talk to him and always seemed to avoid him when he was around. For the life of him he couldn't figure out what was going on. Junior couldn't tell him anything cause she didn't have a clue either, seems Francine wasn't telling anyone what the problem was. Well, whatever it was it'd have to wait till next weekend.

Arriving in Casper he headed straight for the motel where he had a rendezvous. After meeting his new friend in a bar in Cheyenne last month, he'd been counting down the days till this weekend rolled around. Pulling up near the room, he got out and discretely looked around before knocking on the door.

"Bout time ya got here. Thought ya mighta changed yer mind," the rooms occupant said as the door was opened far enough to let Ennis slip inside.

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After his divorce, Jack Twist had been going from town to town looking for the right type of livestock to add to his folks place. With the settlement he'd gotten from the divorce he had more than enough money to through into the venture, though he still didn't get along with his daddy. Hence, the reason he kept going out of town to find what he was looking for.

After leaving Denver following the last auction, he'd stopped in a bar to have a few when he ran across a long tall stranger who offered to buy him a beer. They got to talking and found they had some things in common and ended the night steaming up a motel room. The next morning, they made tentative plans to meet up again the following month up near Jacks home in Lightning Flats the stranger saying he'd be passing close by there on his way to Montana.

The following month, Jack was sitting in the room he'd rented for the night. He was laying back on the bed watching T.V. when there came a knock. When he opened the door, there stood the stranger on the other side. Remembering the joke they'd made last time, Jack couldn't help but say;

"Come on in, the waters fine."

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Again, the end?