Rennie's Outlaw, Part I
I.
Rennie Hauser gazed out of the window
as the stage slowly trundled down the road,
the sun beat hard on the towering peaks
that ran across northern Colorado.
She was on the way to see her father
in the small town locals called Tanager,
she was not that fond of her dear, old dad,
but there weren’t many options left to her.
Her fiancé had left her in New York
for some young trollop from across the sea,
and her mother had passed two months later,
leaving Ren with large amounts of money.
But she did not get it until twenty-three,
so said her mom’s will, it could not be changed,
forcing her to live with her lying father,
from whom she and mom had long been estranged.
She heard that he was running several mines,
and the biggest was in the town ahead,
it must be working out, since she could see
workers putting down a new railroad bed.
She waved and then and rode past for a bit
when a new sight filled Rennie’s soul with fear:
Five rough-looking men were blocking the road,
from out of nowhere they had just appeared.
They sat atop horses, pistols in hand,
grim faces weather by a life outdoors.
a handsome one rode out from the fell bunch,
said,”Take half of their purses, nothing more.”
With that the men ushered them from the stage,
and one watched Rennie with a lustful eye,
a squat fellow with a stubbly beard,
who advanced until he was by her side.
His gaze ran up and down her slim form,
then he grabbed Rennie firmly the wrist,
said,”I think there is time for us to have fun.”
She tried to pull free, he wouldn’t desist.
“Henry, take your hands off of that woman,”
said the leader from a few feet away.
Henry ignored him, ripped her blouse open,
then pushed her down to the ground for his ‘play.’
As he leaned over her, leering wolfishly,
a shot rang out, exploding Henry’s head.
He seemed to stand there, for a brief moment,
then just pitched over, already stone dead.
She lay stunned and saw, standing behind him,
the bandit leader, smoke rose from his gun,
farther back the other three thugs looked shocked,
the leader growled,”Such things won’t be done.”
Rennie managed to get back to her feet,
with one hand tried to keep her torn dress closed,
watched uneasily as the man turned away,
she cried, “I’m not gonna thank you, you know!
“My father’s the richest man in these parts,
he’ll send bounty hunters to run you down!”
But all the bravado vanished quickly
when she saw the grave man turn back around...
CONTINUES IN PART II.
|