“That’s not the point. We were conducting a non-violent demonstration and this guy Riley just waded in and started hitting…”
Juan waved his cigar. “So what happened?”
“There was this other guy there who helped me cool everybody down. A businessman from Albuquerque. He persuaded Riley and his friend to go with him. They’re probably going to call the Game Warden.”
“Fuckin-A. Maybe I’d better not ride very far.”
“I’m not afraid to get arrested. It won’t be the first time.”
“Mine neither. But I am. Afraid, I mean. Let’s get this deer out of here right now.”
Dove season in New Mexico begins on September first. But Juan Aragon and Nicholas Sharpe had long since evolved their own opening day, after the once-a-year shooters had deserted the field but before the hard frosts drove the little b
