Twice the Cowboy by James Buchanan

Author:James Buchanan [Buchanan, James]
Language: nld
Format: epub
Tags: erotic MM, Romance MM
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Four

First light found them heading towards the highway, bouncing along the same dirt roads out

of town. Miles and miles of endless highway passed beneath the truck's tires. Red brown clay

stretched off into a horizon littered with arid hills. Crumbling sandstone and black basalt broke

into the vast expanse of a turquoise sky. At one point they crossed over a twisted strip of blue

water bordered by narrow margins of green. Thirsty cottonwood trees hugged the banks. Scrub

mesquite and creosote bordered a graded dirt road. Manuel indicated that he should turn off onto

a road that was little more than wheel tracks leading off into undulating grey hills. Occasional

stands of Prickly pear appeared at the margin of the road.

They stopped at a village—not more than a few shacks clustered around a rundown gas

station. Manuel bought them sodas pulled from a chest of dirty water. Then he used the break to

phone Tio from his cell. Jess leaned against the truck, chewing on a torta Gracilla had packed.

Whatever Manuel and Tio said to each other, it was angry. Finally, Manuel jabbed the disconnect.

Smiling, he took the meat-filled roll Jess offered.

"What are you so happy about?"

" Tio thinks I am stuck in Juarez." Manuel winked. "Graciella told him I was trying to find a

bus ticket. She said she would say that if he called, because he deserves whatever I give him. And

he needs to be surprised."

Jess shook his head. "Remind me to never get involved in one of your family conspiracies."

Manuel's smile grew so big all of his teeth showed. "Too late, Jessé, you already are."

Slapping the cowboy's shoulder, he laughed, "Come on, time to drive. We have a long way to go

to get there."

There was a certain majestic beauty to all that space. If you looked close, there was so much

life. Tiny yellow flowers bloomed under grey-green mesquite. Stands of bright-red wolf berries

dotted the hills. Behind that, the rich, deeper shades of scrub oak framed rust-streaked boulders.

A lone hawk traced circles in the sky. Jack rabbits bounded across the road. Once Jess swore he

saw a mule deer peeking from behind the ground cover.

As the sun dropped low in the sky the road started to climb through the foothills. A bend in

the track skittered around the margin of a hill, then opened up to the vista of a small town. Un-

limed adobes and whitewashed homes peeked out between trees and cleared fields. The valley

rolled around between hills, moving off into mountains. Above them drifted immense, white

clouds. Their paths were marked by shadows staining the ground. The first fences Jess had seen

began to appear. Rough, long branches shoved into the ground supported strands of barbed wire.

Jess figured they were less for the safety of drivers and more to keep valuable livestock from

getting run over.

An adobe building with a flat, corrugated tin roof and a sign advertising sodas and cervesas

marked the edge of the town. Almost at its door step, the road went from just dirt to gravel mixed

with dirt. Outbuildings were randomly tacked together with more tin and plywood fencing to

form one continuous jigsaw.

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