Dreams of a Kitten by Edward Drobinski - HTML preview

Dreams of a Kitten

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He leaned forward, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "I knew

Garrett would never expect me to be hiding in plain sight. So, I

disguised myself as a ranch hand and went about my business,

blending in with the locals. Garrett and his men searched high

and low, but they never suspected the quiet ranch hand was

actually Billy the Kid."

The crowd erupted in laughter and applause, clearly impressed by

Billy's cunning. He smiled, enjoying the attention. "But that

ain't the only time I outsmarted the law," he continued. "There

was also the time I escaped from the Lincoln County Courthouse."

Billy's expression grew serious as he recounted the harrowing

escape. "They had me locked up tight, shackled and guarded day

and night. But I wasn't about to let them hang me. I managed to

get my hands on a gun, and with a bit of luck and a lot of

nerve, I overpowered the guards and made my way out of that

courthouse."

He paused, his eyes scanning the room, making sure he had

everyone's attention. "I rode out of Lincoln County that day,

free as a bird. And that's how I became a legend."

The crowd erupted in cheers, raising their glasses in a toast to

Billy the Kid. He smiled, tipping his hat to the crowd, knowing