
Red Bluff in the evening light
‘Why don’t we just stay?‘ was what Miss K said that morning. I paused ; I didn’t want to head east into the South Texas Brush Country any more than she did. I was wishing it was September instead of almost-April. I could entertain the thought of staying here north of Terlingua with a dwindling bank account if it was cool enough to survive without AC and
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