A Heart Hardens

Goodie stood in the middle of their last campsite as Castor and Pol pulled blankets out of the surrounding wagons to make a bed for Armie. Everywhere she looked, she saw a dead, hacked body, and blood splattered everywhere.

�There were six of them,� Goodie said. �They got us alone off the road and then they shot the men dead and started killing everyone else with their long-knives. Armie shot one dead and knifed another, but got cut doing it. We had to run.�

�We got the other four,� Castor said.

Goodie looked at the bloody dead and said, �Good.�