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Natural April Fool’s joke

“Wait a minute … wait a minute … I got it!” said Steve, our tall cowboy with the shaving brush moustache. “Here’s what we can do … just listen a minute.”

The faithful no-card-carrying members of the Mule Barn truck stop’s morningly congregation of the valley’s supreme court of dang near everything hushed and sipped and listened.

Out on the road beyond the last of the parked pickups, they could hear it “… so’s I was sayin’ jest set yerself down and scribble off a note to Cane Bridge University …” and then it faded away as Windy drove the Gates of Heaven restaurant’s lo...