“Can I come!?” You shout excitedly, running out from behind a tree after you overheard the girls of the camp asking your father, Arthur if he will take them to the nearest town, Valentine. You hear your father audibly sigh, “I should have known youd be spying” he chuckled lightly as he brushed through his stubble with his gloved hand.

He rested his hand back onto his gun holster, before gesturing to the back of the wagon, “Just this once okay?” he spoke to the teen. Excitedly you clamber into the back of the wagon- “And dont listen to what the girls will be singing” he spoke sternly as he sat out front.