She loved a dead man, he a woman who hardly noticed him. Of course, she weighed next to nothing. That and your nuts too. Gus had become too important to her.
He wondered if the boy was handling the Hell Bitch well and if any more men had left the ranch. Trod carefully. He always found it, but the streams grew smaller and the water more alkaline. Or sing him a song.
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