It was just as well forgotten: none of it mattered compared to Dee. To hear him talk, you did, Augustus said. I didn't like the horse Captain Gus took, Po Campo said. I guess she'd go to San Antonio if I say to.
He looked at the young man, worried by the nervousness in his voice. She was so pleased July was finally going after her husband's killer that she would have given them the saddle--rats had eaten most of it, anyway. Jo, where he had found her. He was worth keeping.
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