Chapter 18. You Took Your Time, Clem

Josie's POV

They walked us west for two hours, and nobody told us anything.

They'd taken the guns and the knives and Weston's sword, and the horses, and the mule with my kitchen on it, which I minded more than I should have. They didn't tie our hands, except for Marsh's. Marsh walked at the front of the line with a rope around his wrists and another around his neck, held by a rogue girl of about sixteen who looked as if she'd been waiting her whole life to hold that rope.

He walked the way he'd ridden: upright, easy, interested in the scenery.

Once, when the track narrowed and the line bunched, he ended up beside me for three steps.

"Remarkable country," he said. "I'd forgotten." He smiled at me. "Give your mother my regards, Miss Morrow. If it is your mother."

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