Human beings are odd in every
way in Steven Fisher's expanded collection of short stories. Fisher
casts a jaundiced but compassionate eye on the strangest species to
inhabit the planet.
of desperation broke
from Lewis' mouth. He fumbled at his belt and drew his remaining
pistol. Twice, he tried to cock it and failed. On the third try, he
succeeded. He leveled the weapon at Walt, gripping his wrist with his
free hand in an effort to keep the aim steady.
"Guide! Guide! I'm going to
kill you! I'm going to kill you! I'm going to—oh, God, the pain!"
The barrel swung away from
Walt and against the temple of Captain Meriwether Lewis. A flash seared
Walt's eyes as the report echoed through the clearing.
When his vision returned,
the guide saw Lewis' body slumped on the ground, snow already beginning
its work of hiding the dead.
Walt stood silent for a
moment before raising his right hand and executing a crisp salute. It
was fitting tribute to a military man who'd done his country—and all of
humanity—another great service. He’d died again on October 11th.
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