"Where are you headed now?" asked the man in buckskin who introduced himself as Vin Tanner.
"A dustbowl of a town named Four Corners. I have somethings left there in the bank." I said, remembering said items.
"We're headed that way." Chris said.
"Might I trouble you if I ride with you?" I asked pointedly to Nathan Jackson.
The man nodded and I relaxed a little.
Arriving in town, I went to the bank and retrieved my things from the safe box I had there. My clothes were all still there. Next I took a nice hot bath in clean water and just let the tension of years die away, then shaved the annoying facial hair I had acquired. When I was dressed in my fine clothes; wearing my starch white shirt, vest and red jacket, I walked outside, placing my Mississippi riverboat hat on my head. Feeling myself again, I pulled out my deck of cards and played with them in my hand as I walked down the board walk. Six of the seven were seated in the saloon and I rose an eyebrow in question of where the seventh was.
"Francis decided he was going to head on back home." Buck supplied. "Hell, you're dressed mighty fancy. Heading out yourself?"
"Not for a while. I've been on the trail for years. Right now, all I want is some fine whiskey, a card game and then a warm bed."
"Can't argue with that." Vin chuckled.
Just then they heard noises outside and then two shots fired. Chris got up and walked out the door with the others following him. I debated on what to do, but then decided to follow. What I didn't know what was waiting for me, was my brand new future. With these six men and this town.
