Both she and Eddie learned fast.Īs he had suspected, both were born gunslingers. He had corrected her at first simply by watching her aim and dry-fire at the targets he had set up. Roland had been shooting for more years than the beautiful brown-skinned woman in the wheelchair would believe. and the longer the wait, the greater the weight.Īt first there had been no need for live ammunition, anyway. Those gods might not punish at once, but sooner or later the penance would have to be paid. Roland had been raised, first by his father and then by Cort, his greatest teacher, to believe this, and so he still believed. But having ammu-nition in plenty did not mean it could be wasted quite the contrary, in fact. They had plenty of live rounds Roland had brought back better than three hundred from the world where Eddie and Susannah Dean had lived their lives up until the time of their drawing. and her first time on the draw from the holster Roland had rigged for her. IT WAS HER THIRD time with live ammunition. JAKE: FEAR IN A HANDFUL OF DUST? I ? BEAR AND BONE
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