The Lost Soul Saloon the Continuing Saga of Zack Waverly

The Saga of Zack Waverly continues By JT Curtis In The Affair Of The Lost Soul Saloon While sliding off my horse Not a soul could be found As I paused for a moment to take a look around My horse was acting nervous So, I leashed him to a rail Then dusted off the remnants Of the days spent on the trail I've been about a week without a whisky or a brew and the way I'm feeling lately there ain't nothing else that'd do So, I moved my heavy legs As I stumbled cross the street then barged through the doors and made a beeline for a seat A cloud of dust erupted as I fell into a chair and when it all had settle only silents filled the air Where is everyone where's the music, where's the crowd I was thinking to myself Then I said it, right out loud. Page 1 to be continued.......