June’s POV
Hank came barreling in with wood towed behind Bunny and Octavio, the horses trotting pretty. But they really didn’t catch my eye for long, for there was thick black smoke on the setting sun that came from the direction of town. “Everything alright?” I called out to Hank, seeing his somber expression.
Hank didn’t say anything at first though, unhitching the horses and setting them in the corral. I had given them a mix of feed and hay to eat for today, both of the animals going over to happily munch away on it.
“June… We need to talk.” Hank wouldn’t look me in the eyes, making me feel apprehensive.
“Is everything alright?” I asked him, feeling dread in my stomach. “It isn’t the town is it?! Did Franklin follow through with his threat to people?” I thought of all of the people
