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Stella!

Dear Red Shoes,

first things first.

I'm a tomboy, a cowboy, a loner.

I guess I am what you would call a free spirit.

I work hard, got my own business, breaking Mustangs.

A few years ago, it was just me.

But now I have four boys working for me.

And I want you to know I'm proud of what I have made and done.

And I've got respect.

Which means something when you're a woman alone out here on the prairie like

And then one day this guy shows up.

An antique dealer. One of those boys that brings old stuff up out of Mexico

then hires cheap labor to fix it up.

And sells it for a profit to wealthy people.

Mostly ladies.

Well anyway like I was saying he shows up and throws the whole ecosystem out of

whack.

Son of a bitch.

Well, I ain't gonna let him get away with it.

Over there is my land.

Step on my land and I'll shoot your ass.

Take any of my men and you're dead.

What's the matter, tough guy?

Can't I got your tongue?

He and I speak English.

With a name like Callahan?

They gave it to me.

Oh.

Keep telling what I said.

And I mean it.

She's sorry.

He says the only way.

Adios.

You should have seen.

Is he a dealer?

Or is he running a whorehouse?

Or is he just plum loco?

breaking horses when you could be here painting with us.

We were just gonna... Mr. Callahan asked them to drive the ladies to El Paso.

Tequila behind the wheel is no good.

Crash and blood and maybe they die.

It's no good.

You'll be back by dawn, you hear me?

God, you know that?

Ripping those women off, pimping out my boys just to turn them back.

You should be ashamed of yourself.

You're not even worth a bullet.

I hate dress.

I wouldn't wear a dress if my life depended on it.

Goddamn dresses.

What's his trip?

This is war.

I told you I don't wear dresses.

It's against my religion, you know what I mean?

Shit, I wasn't even baptized in a dress.

You

say

every woman should wear a dress.

He's some kind of pervert.

Los vestidos son especiales.

You say dresses are especiales?

For instance, dresses are much crueler than some.

It's nice to feel this fabric against your skin.

You can wear cotton or silk.

And sometimes, sometimes it breathes coming up between your legs.

You wear panties.

And sometimes, no.

And maybe that make you feel sexy.

Like a secret you have.

And maybe you want to share.

So, you want to try?

No.

No, thanks.

Dresses.

Dresses.

Dresses.

Dresses.

Orphans. None.

What's that got to do with dresses?

. .

.

Oh,

my poor boy.

Oh, my

poor

boy.

Muy amable, mirando.

Thank you.

Dresses are so fucking important to you, and why have a name that isn't yours?

And the nuns with the kids, and you gave them all your money.

And you want women to wear dresses because you were one of them, weren't

You left me.

I can't believe you left me here all night.

Yep.

Could have given me a blanket or something.

You seem to sleep all right.

Fuck you.

You snore.

He speaks English.

The asshole speaks English.

Yep.

And I have a mother who loves me very much.

And the nun and the kid, I like them a lot.

I like to help them out whenever I can.

My brothers call me Callahan because of the Dirty Harry movies.

And all I want you to do is wear a... Don't even fucking say it.

You want to keep your balls? You're out of here.

It's just a dress.

I don't believe you.

It is not just a dress we're talking about. It's... It's surrender.

I like horses. You like horses.

I'll race you to the other end of town.

Lose and you're out of here. Win and I'll wear your fucking dress. Even a

one with bows and ruffles and goddamn frills.

Ready on three.

Nothing with Brill.

You make me want to wear dresses.

You make me want to wear dresses.

You look at me so fragile.

Take me to your castle.

It feels so good in there.

Much, much safer in your castle.

Mind I've lost.

Thank you.

I've got to tell you, Red Shoes, I really like the way that dress fell.

What I really mean to say is I really liked the way it felt with him when I

it. And I realized he didn't want to break me, rope me, fence me in. Not at

all. He'd fallen for that gunslinging girl, and he'd fallen hard.

Hard to believe, right?

But like the saying goes, the harder they come, the harder they fall.

But the damage was done.

My time has passed.

My love is new.

Looking up at the sky.

Thinking of not crying.

Where to go with the pain.

Thinking.

Thank you.

Thank you.