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I’d had a rough couple of days, so I figured I needed some “me time” away from the gang. That’s why I decided to head out and explore Valentine today.

When I woke up and stepped out of my tent, I saw Dutch standing nearby. But I didn’t feel like leaving without having my morning coffee, so I headed straight to Pearson. He’s our gang’s cook.

I couldn’t find him, but luckily, the coffee was already brewed. Miss Susan Grimshaw and Abigail were there, sipping their cups. After a quick “good morning,” I grabbed a cup for myself too.

Once I was done, I hopped on my black Arabian horse and set off for Valentine. I’d gotten up really early, so early that the sun hadn’t fully risen yet. I didn’t tell anyone where I was going, and no one asked either. Most folks in camp were still fast asleep.

By the time I reached Valentine, the sun was shining bright with some rain clouds, and the town was starting to come alive. People were out and about, going about their daily business.

When I got near the train station, I stopped for a bit. I decided to hop off my horse and walk with it for a while, holding the reins of my Black Arabian Horse in my hand and just strolling through town. Now, I do have a white Arabian too, but today, I felt like taking the black one. I got it just a few days ago, and we’ve already formed a good bond. Don’t ask me how I got it, though... let’s just say I’m an outlaw, not a saint. I do... “things.”

After a short walk, I stopped by Keane’s Saloon and had breakfast, some oatmeal to be exact. The owner knows me; I’ve been there a few times before. Inside, I saw a guy playing Five Finger Fillet alone. It looked like he was just practicing.

Later, I took a stroll near the church, then headed toward the Sheriff’s office with my horse. The Sheriff wasn’t in, but I did spot a prisoner behind the bars. The same one I’d turned in few days ago. Yeah, I’m talking about Benedict Allbright. He was giving me this weird look, and before he could say anything, I just walked out.

Next, I dropped by the doctor’s shop. Tilly had told me back at camp that the doc might be involved in some shady business, but I didn’t have much info yet. I just picked up a few medicines and tonics and went on my way.

It had started to rain, and the muddy ground had already ruined my boots. Still, I went to the gunsmith to grab some ammunition and supplies. Just as I stepped out, I ran into Sheriff Malloy, guess he had made it to the office after all. We chatted for a bit.

After that, I headed over to the general store and bought some chocolates. Some for myself, and some for John’s son, Jack. The little guy always asks me to bring him candy. He’s the only kid in our camp and everyone’s favorite.

By now, my clothes were soaked, and the rain wasn’t letting up. So, I made my way to the Saint’s Hotel. First thing I did was take a nice, warm bath, then I rented a room to get some rest. I ended up falling asleep, and by the time I woke up, it was already evening.

Stepping out of the hotel, I decided to check out the tent theatre show they had set up nearby. They’d built a small camp and ran daily shows in one of the tents. Before buying a ticket, I asked what kind of show it was. It turned out to be a comedy show called The Bear. So, I went in and watched it with a few others already seated inside.

After the show, it was nighttime, and I was starving. So, I walked over to Smithfield’s Saloon. Just as I walked in, this drunk guy bumped into me, mumbling nonsense and trying to pick a fight. But I wasn’t looking to cause a scene, so I ignored him and went to the bartender.

I ordered a plate of Lamb’s Fry for $5 and later had a bottle of whiskey that cost me 50 cents. After that, I headed back to my room at the Saint’s Hotel. I was completely exhausted. So I just crashed and went straight to sleep. One more day gone...

(To be continued...)

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