His heart thundered out of his chest with pride and excitement. He had helped the Master, and he was helping him still. What other boy in the village could claim that? By the time they reached the station, Matthew’s forehead dripped with sweat. The Master strode directly o...
His gun still pointed at his adversary, and his left hand hung ready over the holster of his other gun. The whole town watched and waited to breathe. But the older man didn’t move again. Bit by bit, the young gun fighter in the street lowered his gun and finally relaxed. H...