Vince stared out his window. The carriage was nice and drove on through the night. His brother slept fitfully. He should, Vince thought, after running his mouth so much.
Vince sighed. Was he being too hard on him? He didn't know what to think.
Outside owls hooted and crickets chirruped. The summer night was coming to a close.
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