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Vast grass and sage plains, wooded hills. Something about the wide openness of it, the nothingness of it, the sun touching the hills off to my left. I breathed, felt the piano wires in my limb relax. The windows were rolled down and poured warm air and the tangy scents of Mormon tea and sage. I breathed. Settled. pg. 239 ...and raised the revolver in two hands and braced my fists on the taut pack like a sandbag and thumbed back the hammer because it's more accurate that way than pulling it back with the trigger, and I waited three seconds for my eyes to find the shapes again in the sudden total darkness and then I put two shots into the body of his truck. pg. 245