Even after she beat me, she flirted with me and talked with me as the next in line racked up the balls. I watched Georgeann whip the next victim. Inbe...ween shots, she stood next to me and talked with me. After she won, she stepped down, givng up the table, excused herself with a huge smile, stopped by where her husband was sitting, then made her way outside. I waited a minute, then headed to the door myself. Georgeann was leaning against the wall of the bar smoking a cigarette. She looked up. I jumped into the air, and...fell back down."Try again!" He shouted.I raised myself off my knees, and tried again. I jumped a bit higher, and for a second, it felt like I stopped in mid air.Kind of a slap in the face to fall back down again.Father dropped back down and landed on his right foot. He walked back over to me, and helped me up."You need to calm yourself. Think of birds, heights, anything to do with the air." Said father.I dusted my pants off, and calmed myself."Good. Now jump,. I took both shotguns and lay down across the flat roof of the stagecoach in the normal prone position. That was not the most convenient position for reloading the shotguns, but I did have two of them, so there was a good chance that I would not need to reload.Anyway, the bandits' horses were so tired by now that they could hardly keep moving at what could be called a fast pace. Eddy had his Colt ready and I handed him one of my Remingtons so he was fixed with 11 shots. I had four in my shotguns. She looked at me and smiled. I smiled back.Angela surprised me when she walked over to where I was sitting, pulled a chair up and sat down. She held out her hand and said, “Hi, I’m Angela Gordon.” I shook her hand and said, “I’m Sarah...” and she finished my sentence for me with, “Garner. I know. You share a room with Gloria. I went to high school with her.”I guess I failed at concealing my feelings because Angela said with a smile, “You’re right. She’s a snobbish jerk. I was coming to this.
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