Jake had gone out of her mind so completely, while she was confused, that it was strange to think of him. He said Deets helped him, Dish Boggett said. Big Zwey ain't quite normal. Even if he never found him, he had to make the effort, or know that he had failed a friend.
Louisa Brooks was almost as scary as wild pigs, in his view. He had grown up with the sun shining, with mesquite and chaparral, armadillos and coyotes, Mexicans and the shallow Rio Grande. She huddled in the blankets, talking to herself, mostly about the man called Dee Boot. She was no longer unfriendly, but it seemed to both of them that things had gone a little better before the change.
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