I lost three boys, Gus. I think the town is a sight better off without him. Enough was enough. Before he really heard the shots he had his horse in a dead run, heading south.
Before morning, all she could think of was stopping, although for all she knew, when they did stop something bad would happen. To her he seemed not much older. He was hot and angry. But they're our horses.
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