The four younger Reklaw brothers were squeezed on the seat behind them. The late August morning was balmy and scented of evergreen; a bald eagle circled in the clear blue skies overhead. On the mountainside beyond, Jessica spotted two mule deer munching grass, as well as a big-horned sheep warily watching them from his perch on a high rock. In the fir and aspen trees along the canyon walls, colorful bluebirds and larks flitted about. As they passed the familiar “Wanted Dead or Alive” poster, Jessica felt her confidence lagging. Would today’s masquerade work? She prayed they weren’t on a fool’s errand. At least appearance-wise, they should pass muster. All seven occupants of the conveyance were attired in “Sunday best,” and the scents of pomade, talcum, and perfume were heavy in the air. Ma and Jessica were ensconced in starched calico dresses and matching bonnets. Ma’s ensemble was dark brown and high-necked; she wore crocheted gloves and clutched the well-worn family Bible in her lap.
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