Eli Cash

Eli Cash

The crickets and the rust beetles scuttled among the nettles of the sage thicket. "Vamanos, amigos," Eli Cash whispered and threw the busted-leather flint craw over the loose weave of the saddle cock. And they rode on in the friscalating dusk light.

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