…L’ilSiss, naked save her shackles and wrist irons, disappeared with Sheriff Admi. Messa wondered why the wagon was rocking…
The Sheriff noticed that Siss was not responding nor was she resisting.
"Come on, Girl! What's wrong with you?" He said.
She only said, "I give up".
With that the Sheriff let out a Rebel yell and started to button his pants.
"What is your problem, Siss?" The Sheriff said in disgust.
"I'm done, I give up, and I just want to go home." Said Siss.
"I want to eat a greasy Cheese Steak and have a cold beer and take a fuckin' shower and watch a ‘Law and Order’ rerun!” “An old one, with the old guy from Dirty Dancing not one of those crappy new ones!"
"What the hell are you talkin' about, Girl?" "I hear the words but I’ve got no idea ... What they mean!" The Sheriff said, with a puzzled look.
"Look Sheriff! If you want to crucify us, then just go and do it!"
"We all have wondered what it would be like, anyhow!"
"So, just do it!"
"Siss, you know it ain't my idea." "I'm the one that fixed it for youz to stay at the Jenkins place, to begin with, remember?” “Otherwise, the four of ya’ would be livin’ above the Saloon with the other poor girls.”
The Sheriff took a breath and Siss jumped in.
“Those girls ain’t poor Sheriff!”
“Well, they sure aren’t looks wealthy!” The Sheriff replied.
“Besides, you know it’s that Damn Lynch, that’s got this town, all messed up!” “He owns everything and if he don’t own it … he buys it or kills it!”
“Well, Sheriff! He’s gonna’ have to kill me! So! Let's go!”
Siss stopped talking for a moment and then said quietly,
“Just make sure that I look pretty when I’m hanging in the sun, I still want to look like a lady!”
“You owe me that much, Sheriff.”