+13 entered the Roadhouse...
[ There was no doubt the bar would be filled to the brim tonight--it was expected, pouring down dogs and cats... Even cows and buffalo, if you asked the blonde, who was now looking through a newspaper. The front page's headlines and articles told Jo that it was going to be a busy week, and that the rain would not hold up until late Thursday the least. ]
"Welcome to the Roadhouse, what can I get ya?"









