Micah McConners had been back in
his hometown of Probity, Wyoming, less than fifteen minutes when the peaceful
afternoon was cracked open by a gunshot. He could tell it came from around the
corner on Main Street, so Micah, being curious, edged in closer to the
buildings and started in that direction. The second shot, though, brought him
to a stop. By the sound of it, the gunfire was getting closer, and his natural
curiosity began to drain.
It was August 1900, and central
Wyoming was mostly civilized. From time to time, a band of young Indians would
ride around the countryside raising a little havoc, and trains were robbed
often enough to cause the railroad barons back East some sleepless nights, but
the land's wildness, for the most part, had been tamed.
Micah's father, John, used to
tell stories of the old days when about everyone wore a sidearm. During those
unruly times, gunfights in the streets were not uncommon, but now, times were
modern, and such things were rare. After all, it was almost the twentieth century.
Some wrongly believed the new century had begun on January 1, 1900, but Micah
knew it wouldn't really start for another four months.
As Micah reminded himself that
times were less wild now than in his father's day, he heard a third shot, and
that pretty much took away whatever curiosity he had left. He decided it would
be wise to duck between the buildings until he could determine what was going
on. As that prudent thought came to mind, a riderless horse raced around the
corner at full gallop.
A wonderful story by the late Robert McKee--I wish he'd been here to celebrate its release with us!
ReplyDeleteThis is a very good novel by my great friend Bob. I read this novel more than once when he and I shared our work and discussed it.
ReplyDeleteJohn, I have loved every book we've published of Bob's. He was such a talented writer. How wonderful that you all had one another to bounce around writing ideas and talk about your work. Friends like that are rare.
DeleteCongratulations on your release of Out Of Darkness, Robert. I wish you every success.
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