Part 8 of 13
“Hey, today’s that day.”
“Really Reb?”
“Yup.”
“Seems like yesterday.”
“Been a while Yank.”
“Two years.”
“One-hundred and fifty-two.”
“Oh, I was meaning our Nowhere time Reb.”
“I was meaning since I killed you.”
“Eleven August 1864 you mean,” added Gus; “well, I was just trying to kill you Johnny.”
“Skirmishing.”
“Right, you know, just seeing if there’s anybody out there.”
“You don’t say much about it.”
“You killing me?”
“Right.”
“Not much to say.”
“Anything?”
“Seems funny now, don’t it?”
“Sure.”
“We don’t even argue Johnny.”
“I know.”
“Maybe that’s what Morgan was suggesting?”
“The Teamster.”
“Yes.”
“How so?”
“If we ain’t interested in killing each other any more …”
“True.”
“… Then we figured something out.”
“Like a Snake and Turkey beginning.”
“Reb, I think so too.”
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