Drifting Into El Rojos Cantina

He drifted into town on his faithful quarter horse called Moose who had a three-legged gait which gave him saddle sores when drifting from town-to-town. A desert wind hit them hard, he pulled his cowboy hat further down his face so the sand wouldn't sting his brown and and deep-set eyes, he sees a faded sign in red lettering advertising, 'EL ROJAS CANTINA' as it bangs against the adobe and tiled-roofed building. A pretty senorita wearing a ruby-red dress greets the unshaven drifter as he stumbles through the double-saloon doors, the cantina is dark and dank with smells of stale cigarette smoke and spilled whiskey, hunger and thirst overwhelm him as he ignores the stench of the bar and eatery. The sultry woman is brazen as she sits at his table and begins to sing in her husky voice while a man with a guitar accompanies her, male townsfolk smile at her flamboyancy and low-cut dress as she begins to sing in a seductive voice: Stranger, you are handsome to look at as I stare at you and purr like a cat, let's get together and see if something develops between you and me, my name is Ventura, a lucky charm, I want to become your woman and mean no harm, please take me away from this place so I will not die here in disgrace... It didn't take much convincing, Ventura and the drifter rode off together into the red sunset after the sand storm on a long and bumpy ride on Moose with his three-legged gait, hanging unto her billowing dress which blew over her face. After years passed, Ventura lying down and close to death, confessed she loved a man named Hildago who left her at the altar and filled her with humiliation before family and friends until a drifter swept in and stayed with her until the end, her man of many years weeps for the women who was his lucky charm in a red dress whom he met at the El Rojos Cantina during a tumultuous desert storm.