![]() ![]() But his face wasn’t handsome-it was ugly in rage. She could see Virgil as if he were really there, with her. To think she had been betrayed like this.Īt least they would never find out the truth. He had been in a frenzy since the night she had run away-that she knew without a doubt. Three big strapping brothers, Luke and Mark and Little John, all close to six feet tall with the blond, blue-eyed Carter good looks. ![]() She wondered what her brothers and her father would do when they found out.Īnd she wanted to cry for them, for their grief. She wondered, through the torpid haze, how much longer it would take. She moaned from the pain-a choked, whimpering sound. ![]() She could no longer swallow, there was no saliva left, and she could taste sand and grit. Their tongues had been grotesquely protruding from their rigid corpses, black and stiff and swollen. She had seen cattle that had died from heat and dehydration. She wanted only relief-relief from the blazing sun as it burned her back and legs through her shirt and pants, relief from the choking dryness of her mouth, from the scorched sand as it burned her palms and belly and cheek. The New Mexico Territory of the United States-1860Īt first the realization had been horrifying. ![]()
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