Red said to hell with it, closed the tavern, and went home.

Red had said they did not kill him because of buzzards.

"This angle should put us right back moving southeast," Red said.

"Seems like they expect us to come this way," Red said.

As for me, my mind could hardly credit what Red had said.

The Reds said his season may be over if he needs surgery.

"More than one, if you want to get technical," Red said.

Red said they were waiting to tie in behind White.

She told him all that Red had ever said.

Red said softly, against the heavy clear voices of the table men calling the numbers.