by Dell Sweet
I buried the Mexican just after sundown. I can't say much about the sort of man he was in life, but I can say he was a strong man in death.
The Moon has led my way and I'm on my way across the desert into Mexico of all places. What did they say, hide in plain sight? There I'm going to be. Probably already passed the border, and once I'm across the border I'll find a small town...