The alone feeling had come back, the feeling that had been with her most of her life. Xavier shook his head in despair. In a minute they were in the running cattle; Lorena was so frightened she kept her eyes closed, but she could feel the heat of the animals' bodies. He lay back and was quiet for a while, as the dusk deepened.
From being a lead steer, he had drifted back to the drags and usually trailed a mile or two behind the herd. Gus might be dead by then, and Deets was, for sure. He'll box 'em if they get him riled. That steer couldn't have kept up anyway.
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