Dan's grinning too. His smile is a bit colder, as he loops the reins off the post and pulls himself up into the saddle of his mount.
"Think you're right. Wouldn't do it let him find out secondhand."
He settles his hat a little low on his eyes, and turns his head when he hears the church bell ringing softly up the hill. They'll be taking that pine box up the gulch to the top and placing Daniel Evans in that six foot hole.
(Or so they think.)
Dan nudges his horse back and turns her, a bit of a bounce in the mare's step because Dan's feeling a bit excited about all this.
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Date: 2008-07-08 04:35 am (UTC)"Think you're right. Wouldn't do it let him find out secondhand."
He settles his hat a little low on his eyes, and turns his head when he hears the church bell ringing softly up the hill. They'll be taking that pine box up the gulch to the top and placing Daniel Evans in that six foot hole.
(Or so they think.)
Dan nudges his horse back and turns her, a bit of a bounce in the mare's step because Dan's feeling a bit excited about all this.
They're gonna make Butterfield very, very sorry.