Lookout Hill (9781101606735) (2012) - Plot & Excerpts
But when the gunfire ended, the two only looked at each other knowingly and turned back to the matter at hand. In the campfire light, Sam had taken strips of fresh cloth torn from a spare shirt and washed them in hot water. He’d hung them to dry near the fire while he’d washed Lupo’s wounds, stitched the deeper gashes together with needle and thread from a small sewing tin he carried in his saddlebags. Lupo sucked in a breath of pain but made no complaint as the Ranger stuck the needle through his flesh. “I wish I had some whiskey for you, Easy John,” Sam offered, drawing the thread snug, watching the deep crimson gash close beneath his hands. “Whiskey is for happy occasions,” John replied, watching him intently. “I would not waste it at a time like this.” Sam nodded absently and continued tacking the open wounds together. When he finished, he covered the barely seeping wounds with dried strips of clean cloth and wrapped longer strips around the Mexican’s abdomen to hold the bandages in place.
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