“You listenin’ to me, Finn?”
“Huh?” I said, snapping from my reverie with a start.
“Guess that’s a no then,” Jessie grunted, spitting a goblet of sticky, blackened phlegm onto the scuffed floor of the wagon. “I said are you ‘bout ready?”
“Course,” I answered, dropping my fingers to brush the polished gun that was...
“Huh?” I said, snapping from my reverie with a start.
“Guess that’s a no then,” Jessie grunted, spitting a goblet of sticky, blackened phlegm onto the scuffed floor of the wagon. “I said are you ‘bout ready?”
“Course,” I answered, dropping my fingers to brush the polished gun that was...
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