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The trees whipped by him a sea of green that began to thin down. He watched the last of them whip by and suddenly he was looking out over a series of wide dusty plains. A few cacti and rocks greeted him as he stepped on the gas pedal of his black ford pickup. The road was rocky and every once in a while the cab would jostle as he hit a particularly deep pothole. He bounced with the car his large frame moving with the beast of a vehicle. His hat a white Stetson sat in the passenger side along with a folder of paper. His large tan hands drummed against the steering wheel as he hummed along with the classical country song playing on the radio. His bright green eyes were currently hidden behind a pair of simple mirrored aviators.
Boris “Bo” Calvil was an older man. His face was tan and leathered from working the ranch. His hair which was once wild and black as the night was beginning to turn gray. A rough five o clock shadow adorned his face hiding some of his more serious wrinkles. There was a cup of coffee warming his crotch and the cab was toasty and warm.
The phone on his belt rang causing him to curse. His calloused finger moved to the dial nudging it down and turning the volume down real low. Once he was sure it wasn’t going to be heard he reached down unclipping the phone and hitting the answer button on the touch screen.
“Carl?” Bo asked hitting the speaker option so he could have both hands on the wheel “What’s up?”
“You on the road yet?” His lead ranch hand Carl asked yelling even though he didn’t need to. Bo winced and flicked the volume down before Carl got the chance to blow his ear out.
“Bene on the road for a few hours now Carl” Bo said chuckling “The conference in Austin ended yesterday remember? I should be home in an hour”
“Great” Carl said hesitating before clearing his throat “Your sister called”
“Lord” Bo said shaking his head “That gossipy old crone! What did she want?”
“Said something about setting you up with a friend of hers” Carl said chuckling.
“She’s been trying to set me up with friends of hers since I hit puberty Carl” Bo said chuckling “I will see you soon Carl”
“See you soon Bo” Carl responded disconnecting the call.
Boris “Bo” Calvil was an older man. His face was tan and leathered from working the ranch. His hair which was once wild and black as the night was beginning to turn gray. A rough five o clock shadow adorned his face hiding some of his more serious wrinkles. There was a cup of coffee warming his crotch and the cab was toasty and warm.
The phone on his belt rang causing him to curse. His calloused finger moved to the dial nudging it down and turning the volume down real low. Once he was sure it wasn’t going to be heard he reached down unclipping the phone and hitting the answer button on the touch screen.
“Carl?” Bo asked hitting the speaker option so he could have both hands on the wheel “What’s up?”
“You on the road yet?” His lead ranch hand Carl asked yelling even though he didn’t need to. Bo winced and flicked the volume down before Carl got the chance to blow his ear out.
“Bene on the road for a few hours now Carl” Bo said chuckling “The conference in Austin ended yesterday remember? I should be home in an hour”
“Great” Carl said hesitating before clearing his throat “Your sister called”
“Lord” Bo said shaking his head “That gossipy old crone! What did she want?”
“Said something about setting you up with a friend of hers” Carl said chuckling.
“She’s been trying to set me up with friends of hers since I hit puberty Carl” Bo said chuckling “I will see you soon Carl”
“See you soon Bo” Carl responded disconnecting the call.