My good buddy J.K. Cheney is having me on for today's edition of A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the NYT Bestseller List. If you've ever wondered why there seem to be three versions of my cover running around on the Internet, here is your chance to unravel the mystery!
In the meantime, the map-work continues apace:
And as the town begins to take shape, so too does Elim's understanding of Sil's intentions...
Sil looked up at Elim. A sleepless night had deepened the shadows under his eyes. "Well, I was just thinking," he said. "I'm sorry I couldn't sell the rest of the horses for you-all, but really it isn't reasonable to take them across the border."
Well, thank God he'd cured himself of that notion. Elim led Molly out behind him. "Right..."
"So," Sil paused to slip the toe of his left boot through the stirrup, "I think the best thing will be to take them back to Boss Calvert and let him decide how to handle it." He hefted himself up and over the saddle. "And as for me personally – I don't think I've had my fill of traveling quite yet. In fact, I rather think a change of climate might do me good."
Elim stared up at Sil. "What."
Sil gave Actor a quarter turn, the reins light and loose in his hand. "I'm going on west."
Elim stiffened. "The hell you are."
But today the warning in his eyes and voice had no effect. Sil leaned forward over the saddle horn, so exactly-despicably like himself. "Well, Elim, the thing is... you can't stop me."
Oh no he didn't! Tune in tomorrow for the next exciting episode of The Increasingly Poor Decisions of Two Idiot Cowboys.