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from the Oatman Massacre
That was Yavapai, not Apaches
The desert is the enemy of the careless. Neither time, nor trails, nor equipment will ever change that.
Good
Not staring, for staring can be felt,
No.
We Sacketts treated womenfolk gentle, even when they didn’t deserve it.
Damn
That struggle up, with Rocca across my shoulders, my breath most gone, and those bullets coming toward us from behind … I never want to do that again.
Fun
