Snippet #1763385

"You know I can't just let you git away with that right?" Not even having time for a response, Jenny gave a start as her hat was firmly crushed down over her face with Gene laughing in the background. “Dang it! Gene! You can’t iron a hat ya know!” she yelled after the last of his retreating form disappeared into the shop. It wasn’t easy keeping an old hat’s shape, and for that she was definitely spiking his next whisky at The Saloon. But Jenny couldn’t be too mad at her brother, it was all in fun and it did get the boy to laugh like his old self again.

Standing up with a final glare inside Ms. Potter’s store, Jenny walked off the boardwalk and stepped foot into the sunlight and onto the dirt road cutting through their small town of Eagle’s Bend. Hat in hand it didn’t seem to have any damage as the girl glanced over it one last time. As she looked for the all clear to cross the road for work, she couldn’t help but stop her gaze to the store with the beautiful horse from before. It looked like Lily had caught a customer and young man in one as she watched the two talk. More than likely with a bit of flirting if Lily was involved.

Now, it’s not like she disliked the girl; but every time she saw her, she saw everything she wasn’t. She wasn’t the pretty girl in the dress. She wasn’t the one to flirt with a man. And she definitely wasn’t the one a man would look twice at wearing dusty pants and her brother’s shirt. Even working as a shopkeep wasn’t her. Jenny had done about any other job in town just to make enough money, and bartender wasn’t exactly one of the most ladylike of the bunch. But with that thought in mind, she still had a job to get to, even on the rare occasion of a handsome horse with a fitting rider.

Hat back in its rightful place, Jenny shoved her hands into her pockets only to be met with a small object inside. Turning on her heel and back up the stairs to the board walk, Jenny poked her head inside Ms. Potter’s store until she spotted her brother at the front. “Hey Gene! Catch!” she called before tossing the small object into his hands. “Could you take care of that for me, I gotta get going or the owner’s going to have my head. Don’t you go and lose that either, or you can forget supper tonight, you hear?!”

Threat in place and enough time already wasted on thoughts, Jenny crossed the road and headed another block north towards The Saloon to start her day.