Gunman's Song
“She dropped the soiled bandage into an empty washpan to be thrown away. “I think you’re going to kill yourself if you don’t take more time to let this wound heal,” she said to Sammy Boy White, who sat on the side of the bed looking woozy and drained.
“This wound will heal just as well on horseback as it will on a feather bed,” Sammy Boy said, stifling a groan as he stretched his right arm and tried to loosen the tight pain in his badly bruised chest. “I’m breathing all right now. The doctor say...s as young as I am, I’ll heal up quick. I can’t afford to let this opportunity slip past me.”
Lizzy shook her head. “I swear it makes no sense to me, all this killing just to see who kills the other the quickest.”
“You’re a whor— I mean, a woman, Lizzy,” said Sammy Boy. “If you don’t understand it, maybe it’s because you ain’t meant to understand it.” He gestured toward a chair and said, “Hand me my shirt; help me get into it. Time is slipping away from us.”MoreLess
“This wound will heal just as well on horseback as it will on a feather bed,” Sammy Boy said, stifling a groan as he stretched his right arm and tried to loosen the tight pain in his badly bruised chest. “I’m breathing all right now. The doctor say...s as young as I am, I’ll heal up quick. I can’t afford to let this opportunity slip past me.”
Lizzy shook her head. “I swear it makes no sense to me, all this killing just to see who kills the other the quickest.”
“You’re a whor— I mean, a woman, Lizzy,” said Sammy Boy. “If you don’t understand it, maybe it’s because you ain’t meant to understand it.” He gestured toward a chair and said, “Hand me my shirt; help me get into it. Time is slipping away from us.”MoreLess
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