I woke up just in time to see the last sunrise we’d witness for three months. It was like something inside my head clicked on, and I was wide awake. Soon I found myself standing at the back window of the last train car, watching the sun come up. … Read More
After the scuffle in Bethel, I wasn’t really looking forward to riding a few days to the train station in the valley below. However, we didn’t really have a choice in the matter. John was in trouble, and we were no longer welcome in town, seeing as how Tristan and … Read More
So there I stood, in nothing but a robe, my six shooter several feet away, hiding in my towel. My back twitching as the wound began itching like crazy. I balled my fists, clenched my jaw, tried not to draw attention to myself, well, no more so than I’d … Read More
We’d been on the trail for two weeks. Our rations were dwindling. We left in too much of a hurry. I didn’t think it through. Didn’t realize, nor count on, the bitter cold sapping our strength, increasing our hunger triple-fold. Poor sleep, worry, the constant painful itching of the … Read More
