“What was he thinking? Pyrotechnics?” Belle chuckled. “Always the showman,”
Where once the streets were silent… vacant, they were now teeming with an ever-increasing bustle anxious to see the cause of this excitement.
BOOM! BLAM! The sky was enlivened with brilliant blues and iridescent yellows.
Looking to her left, Belle saw a small dust cloud radiating from the building on the corner- The Farmer’s Bank and Trust.
Holding the reins of the dun and appaloosa as they nervously pranced from the excessive noises, suddenly Sam was at her side.
“Is there a celebration to be had?” and they were off.
Written for Friday Fictioneers: Requirements: Create a 100 word flash story using the photo prompt. (Belle Starr was known in the Wild West as the Queen of the Oklahoma Outlaws.)