Exactly what the title says. Main Street is the broad, dusty road that connects most major places in the town.

There are wooden walkways beneath the buildings, serving as the sidewalks. On the street are large metal rings mounted on wooden frames, where a weary cowboy can rest up his horse.

OWEN

Owen dismounted Rider, tying his palomino mustang on one of the horse rings. He leaned against a post and watched the people and horses go by, having no actual intention of going anywhere. It was just a lazy afternoon.

CHARLIE

Charlie wandered slowly down the road, kicking up little clouds of dust as he did so, and looking around himself with interest. If he was going to end up staying in this town, he might as well get to know it.

OWEN

The rugged cowboy saw a man that was unfamiliar to him, a phenomenon in the small town. "Hey! Stranger!" He called.

CHARLIE

Charlie looked around and saw the man who had called out to him. "Hey," he called back, coming over.

OWEN

"I do not believe I've ever seen you around. The name's Owen."

CHARLIE

"No, I'm new in town," Charlie said, with a slight grimace at the thought of his horse "I'm Charlie."

OWEN

"Nice to meet ya. You get in today?"

CHARLIE

"Yeah," Charlie said "Look, have you seen a dark haired man riding a grey horse come through?"

OWEN

Owen frowned. "Can't say I have. I'll keep an eye out."

CHARLIE

Charlie nodded "Thanks. So, since it seems like I'll be staying here for some time; what sort of things are there to do around here?"

OWEN

"Well, you like women, don't ya?" He grinned, nudging the other man. "Madam Rosier's is chock full o' them. And there's always the tavern, too. Miss Clementine Dunn is the prettiest bartender I ever saw, and mixes a good drink. Then there's the ranches. And, o' course, the outlaws."

CHARLIE

Charlie grinned too "Yeah, I think I may drop into Madam Rosier's at some point. Sounds...interesting. A lot of outlaws around here, then?"

ANNA HERRERA

Anna stopped to admire the various horses tied up at the hitching posts, pulling an apple out of her pocket and holding it out to the nearest one.

OWEN

The cowboy watched as Rider nibbled an apple out of the hand of an olive-skinned girl.

ANNA

Anna kept her palm as flat as she could, remembering the numerous times as a child that she had been bitten. She turned to the man standing nearby "Is this your horse?" she asked.

OWEN

Owen nodded. "Yep. His name is Rider."

ANNA

Anna grinned as Rider finished off the apple "I wish I had another one to give you," she said to the animal, raising a hand to stroke his neck. "um, may I?" she said, pausing and turning to the owner.

OWEN

Owen raised his hands, as if to say Be my guest.

ANNA

Anna nodded her thanks and stroked the horse.

CHARLIE

Charlie watched with interest.

OWEN

"I'm Owen, by the way," he said to the girl. "This is Charlie."

ANNA

"I'm Anna. It's nice to meet you boys," Anna said.

CHARLIE

"You too, Anna," Charlie said, nodding.

OWEN

Owen nodded. "You from 'round here?"

ANNA

"No," Anna said, shaking her head "My parents owned a ranch farther down south, but...things happened, and the result of it was that I came here to look for a job."

OWEN

Owen nodded. "Ah, I see."

ANNA

"What about you two?"

CHARLIE

"I just got here," Charlie explained.

OWEN

"Been here all my life."

RICK

Rick walked out onto the Main Street, heading to the store to get some more sheets for his aunt's inn.

ANNA

"Huh," Anna said, looking up and down the street. "You know him?" she asked, pointing to a young man walking by.

OWEN

"Course I do. I know everyone." He winked. "Hey! Osprey!"

RICK

Rick stopped in his tracks and looked around as he heard his surname.

ANNA

Anna giggled, waving at the man. "Osprey? Is that his first name?"

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