TAILIEUCHUNG - Circus Of The Dead

.When the truck—not really a truck, but a flat bed with rubber wheels pulled by four horses— came by, the town went to hell. There were two men, each seated in what had once been the cab of some delivery vehicle. The cabin had been cut away, leaving only the cab seat and a steering wheel, through which the horses’ reins were threaded. The driver, as such, was a bulbous man who’d said a farewell to his hair a good decade ago. He wore filthy denim overalls that he had unsnapped while driving, giving us all a good view of. | CIRCUS OF THE DEAD by SETH BLACKBURN This book is a work of fiction. Names characters places and incidents either are products of the author s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons living or dead is entirely coincidental. Copyright 2011 by Seth Blackburn Smashwords Edition All rights reserved including the right to reproduce this book or portions thereof in any form whatsoever. When the truck not really a truck but a flat bed with rubber wheels pulled by four horses came by the town went to hell. There were two men each seated in what had once been the cab of some delivery vehicle. The cabin had been cut away leaving only the cab seat and a steering wheel through which the horses reins were threaded. The driver as such was a bulbous man who d said a farewell to his hair a good decade ago. He wore filthy denim overalls that he had unsnapped while driving giving us all a good view of his broad chest which was covered with a tobacco juice stained t-shirt. The dust had caught hold of the latest stains those that were still moist and had made a sort of mud there on the threads of the shirt. He eyed the greeting party of no less than twenty men three of whom were my father and two brothers Abe and Christopher and each armed with shotguns with what was clearly a straining hostility. It was as though on any consecutive moment he might spit the great wad of tobacco in his mouth onto the face of anyone before him armed or not. I didn t doubt this as I looked on for I noticed a tremendous holster on his right hip that held the largest revolver I d ever seen and I d seen my fair share. It was his passenger however that was meant to be viewed since the driver seemed uncomfortable with his sudden attention and the man next to him was dressed in a filthy but not yet frayed tuxedo. On the upper arms of the coat were long red scarves the kind I d seen on occasion in the pages of the nudie books my brothers kept behind the barn.

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