鈥淣ashville, August 29, 1849. 11 And if You had punished me as You said, with death, I should have died that very moment. So, to recap: Ann鈥檚 first race would be a double marathon featuring snakebites and skin eruptionsunder a sizzling sun. Nope, no risk of boredom there. 鈥淵eah. Okay, man,鈥?Caballo muttered, easing past Ted to greet the rest of us. We grabbed ourbackpacks and followed Caballo across Creel鈥檚 one main street toward lodging he鈥檇 arranged onthe edge of town. We were all starving and exhausted after the long trip, shivering in the high-mesa cold and longing for nothing except a warm bed and a hot bowl of Mam谩鈥檚 frijoles鈥攁ll of usexcept Ted, that is, who believed the first order of business was continuing the life story he鈥檇begun telling Caballo the second they met. ...Perhaps this was the last time that Keeling would ever listen to those maunderings. That would be determined in the bluebell wood. Perhaps to-morrow evening.... 久久综合_姐妹综合久久_色久久综合网_久久色悠悠综合网 鈥?Cómo est谩, Mam谩?鈥?Caballo Blanco called back. We took seats at a rickety wooden table in theliving room. He鈥檚 got 鈥渕am谩s鈥?all over the canyons, he said, little old ladies who鈥檇 fill him up onbeans and tortillas for only a few centavos during his rambling vagabond runs. 鈥淭HAT WAS TEN years ago,鈥?Caballo told me, wrapping up his tale. 鈥淎nd I鈥檝e been here eversince.鈥?