Walking After You

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I toss a couple twigs on the fire, and settle in against a rock. All my possessions in the world are in this tiny campsite, and by the time I’m done here I should shed a few of them. On the road I’m traveling you can’t carry much with you aside from your memories.

Memories. I left the marshals when Sheriff Barnum died and I never should have joined in the first place. I knew it. Pammy knew it. Everyone knew it. I needed to run, and they were there waiting. I ran away to save myself from humiliation and my world ended while I was gone.

All that’s left is to pick up the pieces.

I hear my horse snort from the edge of the campsite and I let the warmth and steady crackling of the fire send me off to sleep. When the sun comes up and the heat makes waves rise up from the desert floor, I’ll set off to rescue her from my mistakes.

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  1. Avatar Geebs

    I wasn’t going to edit this one, the plan was to just change the title. Woops!

  2. Avatar jesteram

    Sorry to say I can’t quite put my finger on why, but this is my favorite of the series. This has been an interesting experiment in backwards writing.

    This installment feels like a very small story set against a very large backdrop. The narrator’s idea of getting rid of a few of the obviously already meager possessions sets a sort of defeated tone, tempered with what seems like resigned desperation, if desperation can be resigned.

    I’ve noticed that sequels or prequels generally have fewer and fewer views the farther readers get from the source material. Pity.

  3. Avatar boxofun

    This isn’t a complete story, but it sets a very strong atmosphere! Skillfully done, sir.

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