Tumbleweed by Scotty Prost butch dug his spurs into his horse and kick up dust. "Giddy up!" he said. I was riding right behind him, but i was a much tried to get her to move faster. She whinnied and bucked me off her. As I landed with my posterior in a mud puddle, Butch laughed. The she kept riding, butch! I shouted, Wait up! he didn't A) First Person B) Second Person C) Third Person
