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July 3, 2011
There's no light to keep Bill Thomson on the road tonight. The streetlights have long since burned out in this side of town, lending an eerie and hazardous overtone to an already difficult journey. Sweat begins forming across the older man's brow as he hesitantly glances toward his passenger.

“Not long now, Jessie...” Bill soothes, voice shaky despite his effort to remain calm. “Hang in there sweetheart.”

He doesn't dare look for long. The wound is bad, there's no mistaking... and the next town would likely hold no refuge for them.

But he wouldn't lose her.

Not tonight.