The Hard Land-Part 29

Thomas stepped off the train at Cache Junction, and the heat of July swept over him. He pushed back his straw hat and walked the length of the platform, searching for Earl among the passengers and porters. He spotted his brother’s black Stetson hat and waved.

Earl drove the wagon alongside the freight platform where Thomas’s trunk was waiting. The two men slid the trunk into the wagon with some effort and climbed onto the seat.

“How was the train ride?” Earl asked, cracking the whip.