They headed due south and soon crossed the railroad. They had only one more night in Wyoming and then crossed over into Colorado.New Mexico Territory,... August, 1875After eight weeks of hard traveling, they reached Santa Fe. Cletus was concerned about meeting Indians; any Indian had to be considered hostile, so they didn't make as good a speed as he had hoped. When that was combined with him having to hunt while they were traveling, they could only move slowly much of the time.Cletus had to find. "It's best if we just get it over with," Mommy's voice was filled with resignation. "Waiting will just make it worse and your brother's been working really so hard to make sure he does us just right."A chill ran through Kathy as the chrome tip kissed her nether lips, but the cold quickly turned into a bitter dry heat as the raw & bleeding formula lubricant began to work its alchemy."Why did we run, Mommy?" She cried out as Billy tightened the straps around her legs. "Why did we run?" I know,. He had been hired by someone who I didn't know named Morgan Santori, out of Tombstone, and his instructions had been simple. 'Go to Fort Richardson and raise a little hell, bust up some land marks and see what kind of response you get.'Well, he had gone, and I had responded. Perhaps more quickly than anticipated."How long can you leave the truck there." Forever, as far as I'm concerned. There's nothing in it that can't be replaced, although some of the special tools I've built for working on. " And mine, too?" Beth said quietly.That pulled me up short. I thought back to how much she'd helped me when I first came up with my idea—from using aluminum in place of steel and making it adjustable instead of welding all the joints. I guess I was overreacting."Tommy, since we're going over to the folks' for dinner why don't you talk to Dad?"After dinner Beth's dad looked at me. "Tommy, I understand you're mad at yourself."I glanced at my lady only to see her smirk. Obviously someone had been.