Marshal Franklin looked up as three men and a kid walked into his office and realized one was the huge form of MacDonald. Next to the big man were two young men wearing guns. For a moment Franklin thought he was seeing double and realized one was a tad taller and sported a trim mustache. While the two look a-likes might be considered men out here, the straw-headed one was still a kid. He didn"t want MacDonald to think he"d slacked off on his job. “As y"all know there are no charges against the youngest. I see y"all gave his guns back.”
MacDonald smiled. “Aye, we ken about the false charge, and he tis a responsible laddie. Marshal, this tis Mrs. MacDonald"s eldest, Daniel Hunt, and a laddie named Chalky. Chalky tis trying to locate his mither, his brither, and his sister. Their place, abou
