When Jake turned to the last page, he saw a boxed message from the author or editor or whatever you called someone who put togethe “And at fourteen. I say that with utmost admiration. As she replaced the medallion within her sleeve (her fingers were old and bunchy, but they moved dextrously enough when i
It’ll be hours yet before the bunks out’ta Bar K sees em. Eldred Jonas was one possibility; Kimba Rimer an even better one. someone had been around to do it after—that meant the plague hadn’t gotten everyone; those crammed-together obituaries weren’t the whole story. Roland shrugged.
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