1978. Howdy partners, how about some old west adventure? Our hero is seventeen-year-old Kearney. He’s up in the mountains working the cows or something. He finds out his gambling dad has died. He saunters into town to find the goings-on. Apparently, his dad won a bunch of money at the tables but then was murdered. Typical.
Kearney locates the local judge to get his inheritance but big surprise, the judge is as crooked as a dog’s hind leg. Kearney has no choice but to get his money by pulling his six-shooter. Afterward he heads back up into the mountains with the judge and his boys hot on his trail. They catch ‘em holed up in his cabin. Guess he had to go home to grab his chonies 'for hitting the trails. We get a Lou versus Tyler Durden beatdown. Kearney’s all, you can break my face but not my spirit. He escapes. Hits the snowy mountain. Barely survives. Goes to a new town. Meets a guy who looks like his dad that killed his dad. Bad dad is after him but not straight out. Meets a cute lass. Bad dad hovers. A metaphoric, who's going to drawl first, scenario. Late night shennanigans. Basically, the rest of the book is an epic D&D type scenario were he travels all over the West meeting people. Some friendlies some not so much. Go this town and talk to Jed Parker- stuff like that. The book was great. There was even some deeper shit in there, not just basic cowboy stuff.
Bantam Books- 1978.
\\\\\\Review by Nick Anderson. Instagram:@next_stop_willoughy
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