New Found Land
“They had seen no living thing apart from lizards, hovering vultures, a rattlesnake poised and watchful. Thirst was constant and maddening; from time to time they moistened their lips from the gourds they carried. Only moistened: they did not know when they would next find a waterhole. A couple of times already they had come close to death from thirst, and third time might not be so lucky. Simon, when he pressed the gourd briefly against cracked lips, shook it before putting it back on his belt. Less than half full; a lot less.
They had learned not to talk on the march: silence conserved energy. Brad, as he had done all along, had the advance position, with Simon a yard or so behind. It was Brad who had plotted their course along the Gulf coast, northeast along the Rio Grande; then the break west through mountainous country in search of the westward-flowing Gila River.
Simon had been content to let him make the decisions, and make the running, too. It was his country; he who had a dest...ination in view.MoreLess
They had learned not to talk on the march: silence conserved energy. Brad, as he had done all along, had the advance position, with Simon a yard or so behind. It was Brad who had plotted their course along the Gulf coast, northeast along the Rio Grande; then the break west through mountainous country in search of the westward-flowing Gila River.
Simon had been content to let him make the decisions, and make the running, too. It was his country; he who had a dest...ination in view.MoreLess
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