The river was high, but it wasn't a wide river--they wouldn't need to swim far. Call and Augustus shot almost at the same time--the boy died with his hands still on the lance. She understood it was kindness--he was letting her get well. She took the utensils to the creek and washed them before putting them back in the packs.
Who is this old man? he asked. He wouldn't get much from her dead. I'm going in and pry up that sign I wrote so we can take it with us, Augustus said. I wisht we'd get a cook, Jasper said.
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