Death Song: The Legend of Andrew Rufus: (Book 5 of 7) (The Legend of Andrew Rufus Complete Series) by M.M. Crumley

Author:M.M. Crumley [Crumley, M.M.]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Lone Ghost Publishing
Published: 2020-04-19T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

All too soon Charlie was shaking Andrew awake. "It's time," Charlie said.

Andrew mumbled something and rolled out of bed. It was early. Like so early people somewhere had just gone to bed and expected to sleep for hours. He grinned widely and opened his closet, pulling out fresh clothes. He dressed quickly, grabbed his backpack, and dashed down the stairs into the kitchen.

Everyone else was already there. "Morning!" Andrew said, plopping down beside Joe. "Isn't it a wonderful day?" Andrew started shoveling food into his mouth.

"You sure are chipper," Joe said laughingly.

"I'm here, aren't I?" Andrew said around a mouthful.

Pecos grinned and said, "I was sayin' if we ride hard, it should only take us five, six days to get off the ranch and then another six days to reach the village."

Andrew laughed. "See, I told you no sleep would make a good rule. Joe said it takes at least ten days of hard riding to get off the ranch."

Pecos snorted. "That's for normal people. We ain't normal."

"Yeah, 'cause normal people stop at night to sleep."

"You complainin', boy?"

"Not even a little; just making a point." Andrew grinned across the table at Pecos.

Pecos shrugged and went on. "If everything goes good, we should get there four days early. Gives us some time to figure out the lay of the land. Do you 'member how big a party it was?"

Andrew tried to think. He knew both numbers had been in the hundreds somewhere. A hundred and some people slaughtered and a hundred and some people doing the slaughtering, but he couldn't remember the exact number. "It was over a hundred. Is that too many?" Doyle snorted. "Guess not," Andrew muttered.

"As we ride, Charlie'll teach you to hunt," Pecos added.

"Sweet," Andrew said. "So are we ready?" He could hardly wait to get started.

"Yep," Pecos said.

"Cool! I'll go find Widow Maker." Andrew hugged Enrica and Carmina and dashed out the door. He was ready to ride. Sleeping under the stars or no sleep at all, it didn't matter, they were going riding. They were going to change history. He couldn't wait to tell Clara. Wait; he couldn't tell Clara; she didn't know. But that was okay because he would know.

He whistled, and Widow Maker galloped into the barn. "Morning, boy; let's get you saddled." Widow Maker stomped his foot. "Hey, don't blame me. I'm not the one who doesn't believe in sleep. That's Pecos." Widow Maker snorted. "No, you can't bite him. That's not nice." Widow Maker nickered. "Okay, maybe just a tiny bite." Widow Maker grinned.

Andrew quickly saddled him and grabbed his saddle bags, his whip, and his rope, which he had actually been successful with one time. Never mind he hadn't actually roped the zonster leg, more like just got the rope in the right place at the right time. No one needed to know that, and it had all worked out.

He hooked everything in place and grinned. He was ready to go. Then the others entered the barn, and Andrew just stared, suddenly feeling totally weaponless.

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