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A few more people shuffled by, and their attenore me confirmed I did freak well As I fell in line behind the second to last person, my belief that people basically bleent up a few conviction levels

Montana was bit war I noticed as I stepped off the bus The next thing? It already sent tinge was in the air, along with the sweet note of grass and the not-so-sweet note of a sucky suhed I ca showed disappoint disappointment from my life

But I came pretty darn close when I exaht Wide open spaces, no building in sight taller than two floors, and nothing re I was fa lady," the Greyhound e

"Why would you assu the man’s overdone s?"

That overdone smile fell quicker than my GPA in middle school Apparently Montana and I were already off to a rocky start

"Ehhhno," thein here"

I glanced at the storage co from him "Sorry about that"

"I meant no offense" Theup the compartment doors

"Me, either," I said as I headed away fro had to weigh alht packer, and sporting a black hoodie in the heat of a Montana su wasupround, I plopped down on it I couldn’t tear out of that hoodie fast enough

I was supposed tolot I couldn’t rean with a J and was one hundred and ten percent a cowboy naer, after driving across a couple state lines on a Greyhound busand that was the first step toward proving my responsibility tobuzzards to be circling

Man, even the sky was different Too big and too blue Where I caray on most days, and on the rare day the cloud cover did shift, the sky was never quite blue Al it more days than not

I was just about to close my eyes for a quick siesta and let Mr Ranch-Hand-With-A-Gritty-Cowboy-Naure passed by me

On a typical day, I was passed by hundreds, if not thousands of people Passed by, passed over, passed sohtup, I shielded nore After a second, I understood why

The guy earing positively the tightest, eneration thought guys sporting skinny jeans was socially acceptable

However, that cowboy, in what I could only assulers, had just secured the sash and crown in the Tightest Pants in the Universe title

"Excuse ht Pant Boy tapped the shoulder of the employee I’d snapped at He waited for the e

"Yes?" the e Cowboy’s hand when he extended it

"Is this the bus that calanced up at the s like he was looking for soot off a few h his back wasn’t exactly what I zeroed in on My attention had nothing to do with ogling, lusting, or wanting to run my hands all over itI just couldn’t wrapwith pants two sizes too s woe?"

"There were lots of young wo a better job ofhis sarcasm than I would have "Do you have a description? Maybe a naan, tilting his head to the side "Petite, I’I don’t know I’ve only seen a picture of her that’s ten years old"