Leadbelly sidled up to the bar, tossing a small leather bag on the counter. His boot hooked over the bar rail, spurs jangling, as he leaned toward the buxom barkeep.

“What’ll ya have?” Lula eyed the bag of gold dust.

“Whiskey, neat,” he twirled his greasy mustaches, “And you, disheveled.”

She rolled her eyes and turned her back. The piano player threw him out. Polishing a glass, she waited.

Josiah approached, sliding the fragrant waxed package across the counter. He laid a gold ring on top. His lips trembled. “Will you have me?”

“You and your bacon? Forever, Love.”

© Liz Husebye Hartmann (2017)

Microfiction Madness (Anita Stewart):  Write a 100 word or less story or poem about bacon. The catch, it must be a western.

Carrot Ranch Prompt (04/13/2017):  In 99 words (no more, no less) write about a ring. Keep the definition to that of a piece of jewelry. Whose ring is it and what’s its significance? Go where the prompt leads.