Call was more worried than he let on. Newt heard the talk, but didn't speak. She had a feeling Jake would be coming--even angry, he wouldn't want to do without her three nights in a row. They were so respectful of his gun that their bullets only splattered uselessly in the mud, or else hit the water and ricocheted off with a whine.
If I run out I can always throw rocks at them. She remembered how he had cried the morning she left, how he'd offered to take her to Galveston. He hated to admit how scared he was, but he was a good deal more scared than he could remember being before in his life. Dan held back, though he shook and snarled, while Deets tied him securely.
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