Wild West - Part 23 - 5 Minute freewrite challenge

“I don’t think so, no. He’s put too much into us to just kill us now, but I do agree it’s a strangely funny situation we found ourselves in.”

“Yeah.”

The two minded their own business in an awkward silence for a couple minutes – James making the eggs and Tom filled up both their glasses with whiskey, then pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and lit one for himself.

“You want one too?”

“Did you ever turn down one?” Tom shook his head no. “You got that from me, punk,” he raised his hand to signal Tom to throw the pack of cigarettes to him, then lit one for himself also. “I thought it would break me if my son was the same as me. You know, killing people,” James blew the cigarette smoke to the side – away from the frying pan. “But I’m actually happy to finally have someone to talk to. Someone who knows who I really am. And doesn’t mind – hell, is the same way I am!” He took another puff from his cigarette. “I’m curious how you’d turn out if it wasn’t for Ducköden. If you’d be anything like me still. I guess we’ll see with little James, unless we decide to bring him with us,” James made the last sentence sound more like a question on purpose.