The Unjust, Dust, And Hope-3

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“Yes, I did,” I said. “There’s a reason for everything under the sun. And in this situation, Otis will be of value.” Leroy smiled which gladdened me. “You think he’ll give me a completely different future.” “That’s my bet,” I said. “Might it lift your spirits if a third seer gives you a different story?” He thought about it, biting at his lower lip. “It might. I’m willing to do something to shake this cloud from me and I need help, which I’m much obliged, Cleve.” “Everything will be fine,” I said, my heart warming already at clearing this up. He lived just on the outskirts of town and we walked the well-beaten path carved out by Otis’ horse and wagon. Scrub and cactus flanked us, and in the dark I could barely make out those cacti standing like sentries in the pitch black. Coyotes cri

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