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He took a handful of her hair and carefully wiped the neckerchief with it. pulled the trigger on poor, earnest Dave Hollis, she had paid for her love with the dearest currency of all—had paid with her soul. “Talking’s done. Dearborn, I’ve changed my mind,” she said.

The wind howled high and lonesome, carrying big drifts of gritty dust under a cloudless dark blue sky. A smell, acrid and bitter, began to fill the air—an odor like boiling juniper berries. Roland looked at his father, shocked and amazed. “In Eyebolt Canyon.