Jon McKay

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I heard again those savage screams I had heard in my delirious dreams. They were coming, all of them. Arrows filled the air whacking the wood walls of the cart.

"Load." I yelled to Miranda handing her the spent pistol. I didn't even know if she could.

I leveled the Hawken and took another from his mount. I dropped it to Miranda who was still fumbling with the pistol. She kept to her task.

The other long gun was a flint fowler. I cocked, aimed, and fired.

The horrendous blast took a third along with his horse, both went tumbling over each other. The kick of the weapon did damage to my healing shoulder. I had no idea what she had in that old piece but it packed a wallop at both ends.