Death On The High Plains

It was late afternoon when we pulled down the long dusty road to Mount Sunflower. It was dry out, I mean really dry. Tumble weed drifted in the wind, and our car kicked up so much dust that you could not see more than ten feet behind us. After nearly 20 miles of driving off

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