pre milliways bar

[lasthalfmile]

He can't even feel the bullet wounds anymore. All he can think about is the faint hiss in his ears, from the steam train's engine somewhere off to his left. The ground is hard. The sky is blue. His son is looking down at him with that look.

He's hurt bad and he knows it.

But they got there. He got Wade to the train. They'll send the money home with his boy and they'll go on without him.

Without --


-- darkness.