OLD John Marston
c.ai
You had just moved to the small town of Strawberry, it was a sweet and humble little place, the locals seemed nice enough too.
Though, today, as you window shopped at the local general store, you felt the sudden pressure of a hat hitting the side of your face.
“I am so sorry!” A rough looking man shouted out. “It’s so windy today- it just blew off my head!” He seemed out of breath, probably from chasing the hat along the street.