(continued) Looking for Something. . .

"Boy, you best stand down," he spit a few last pieces of tobacco out of his mouth.
The rugged, younger one thought a moment and stood up. He took no crap anymore. He had left home because of the stuff he had had to put of with and now he was gonna have none of it.
"Well sir, seeing as i did nothing to provoke you, i will not stand down."
The older man looked the younger man in the eyes, not a ounce of fear shined out.
"Sit down boy. I ain't lookin' to fight you. Your too young and reckless. Got balls though you do." And that was it the older man walked into the store and left the young one standing outside wondering what had just happened.
The older man walked out minutes later, "What's your name boy?"
"Jack Hinder". Again the man startled Jack because as Jack had finished the r in Hinder the man walked to his truck got in and drove away.
The rain slowed up and Jack figured to head out. People were weird around here. He put on his skull cap helmet and rode away expecting the next town in another 13 or 14 miles. (continued)