Goodnight eventually served up breakfast and ate quietly; for a moment it seemed like he could well go back to sleep where he was. Once they'd eaten and the morning chill had burned off, he got up to clean their dishes. "Kick out the fire, will you? Let's get moving."
His aim was west, to California; but he was hoping they would hit a town before the end of this day. Tacking up the horses was a quiet affair for him, as much of the morning had been.
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Date: 2016-11-16 06:57 am (UTC)His aim was west, to California; but he was hoping they would hit a town before the end of this day. Tacking up the horses was a quiet affair for him, as much of the morning had been.