The Good Time Girls Get Famous by K.T. Blakemore

Author:K.T. Blakemore
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9798987748022
Publisher: Sycamore Creek Press

“This is Day One. He doesn’t get a free travel day.” Pip’s voice came muffled from under the brass bed. “Where’s my Bible?”

The trunk lay open near the wardrobe, the new clothes and shoes dumped in. I threw my original travel togs in, shoved it all together and smacked the lid down before buckling the leathers tight.

“You had it yesterday, it was in your pocket like it always is. Where’d you put it when the maid came for the laundry?”

“I thought I put it…” She crawled out from under the bed frame and sank back on her haunches. Our clothing had come back smelling of lye and lavender; I’d never seen someone switch as fast as Pip did from the plaid. Her trousers and shirt gleamed. She patted the empty vest pocket. “This is not a good sign.”

“It’s somewhere, Pip. It’s got to be. Here—” I unbuckled her saddle bag to check again, but it was as empty as the last time I checked it.

Dooley had brought her saddle bag and bed roll, and added to it a pair of wooly chaps.

“Why didn’t you know about that timetable?” Pip glared at me.

“You can’t blame me for that. I didn’t know it existed.”

“But you know the Missouri Pacific line. I’ve heard you mumble it in your sleep.”

“I only know it to the Kansas border, Pip. Why would I need to know it any further?”

“If this is what happens when I lose my Bible—”

“Please do not make the possession or not of your Good Book a magic talisman. I’ll get you another.”

She tensed her jaw and picked up the bed roll. A rifle butt slid from the end.

“Why’d Dooley—”

“My Marlin.” Pip tugged it out, then unbuckled the bedroll and unfurled it to find a box of bullets and a note: Just in case. Your Fellow Desperado, Martha Ruth.

A quick rap on the door made her shove the rifle and bullets under the pillows.

“It is your intrepid producer, may I come in?”

I opened the door.

Paco stepped in. He wore a seersucker suit and a bowler and made a fuss of checking his pocket watch as if he wanted us to see there was no fast approaching calamity and thus calm us.

“Ladies.” He clapped his hands and held them together. “Small hiccup in the travel plans. Nothing to worry too keenly about, but the roads out of town have been blockaded.”

“They’re looking for us,” Pip said.

“That is the word on the street.”

I leaned a hand to the trunk to keep upright. “Well, then, that’s that. Yet again.”

“How many roads lead out of here?” Pip asked.

“Too many,” Paco said. “The ministers of the various churches have been deputized to stand guard, along with the owner of Venderman’s Beer and the blacksmith.”

“They’ll be looking for you, too,” Pip said. “For impersonation of an officer of the law.”

“There is no way to connect that to me. My disguise was impeccable.”

“We could hide in crates,” I said. “You can mark them ‘Film Equipment’ or some such.”

Paco removed his bowler and fanned his face.

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