Flycatcher Downs i've been everywhere, man

I find that hard to believe, Shale thought as Murdock spoke on his reputation here, but said nothing, simply grinning in return. That grin turned to a grimace as his older brother continued to speak.

Chemukh. The babes. The words rolled around in his mind like pebbles, bouncing off the walls of his skull, nagging at him. He knew, better than anyone, that he ought not to trouble Mur about his past. He knew that. But the curiosity was nearly overwhelming. Mur had children. Where were they?

"I mean, there are always second chances in life," Shale replied, opting for the neutral path in this conversation. "But yeah. . .I find myself thinking that too, sometimes."

There were some who said the power of love made up for the potential loss of that love. In retrospect, Shale had to disagree with that idea. In fact, fuck that idea.