Jake lay the rifle across the lip of the rock and wiped sweat from his eyes. His eyesight was not as good as the kid’s and his hands not as steady, but the kid was dead and Jake couldn’t save him and now Jake was alone.
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Jake lay the rifle across the lip of the rock and wiped sweat from his eyes. His eyesight was not as good as the kid’s and his hands not as steady, but the kid was dead and Jake couldn’t save him and now Jake was alone.
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