Yes. It sounds like death is the truth. He looked at Billy. Even if the güerito in the song is your brother he is no longer your brother. He cannot be reclaimed. I aim to take him back with me. It will not be permitted. Who would I go to? There is no one to go to. Who would I go to if there was someone? You could apply to God. Otherwise there is no one. Billy shook his head. He sat regarding his own dark visage where it yawed in the white ring of the cup. After a while he looked up. He looked into the fire. Do you believe in God? he said. Quijada shrugged. On godly days, he said. No one can
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Billy slow learner, like the wolf to Mexico, returning Boyd to New Mexico?
