Dayton left in the end. He knew she wouldn't shoot him. Of course, he drove down more backroads with her than he ever thought possible. All that he did know- on a dusty road she kicked him out near the river.
It felt like a new day after she was finished with him. There was a time or two that he was gonna tell her about himself, but he figured it was just as well not too. Oh, she told him a few things. And it kind of made him grin from time to time when he thought about it on his walk back.
Of course, it couldn't have been true. No, it was just a laugh, that's all it was. The things she said about Oliver. He could hardly hold in the laugh. It was something to savor then, but as he walked on with a few rocks in his shoes and a dry throat...Dayton was starting to think differently. Shit, he thought, he hated her now. Hated her through and through. The things she'd done to Oliver when he didn't even know it. He hated the fact he'd been with her too.
He tried to choke it down like an after thought now. He wouldn't think about it. He wouldn't speak of it. He shook the thought he really did know the truth now. He knew it, and it filled him with sadness. He might never find his way home. He might be lost for good. Possibly good for nothing. He just hoped Geoff was happy now.
And then a white pickup truck pulled over to the side of the road, and a girl stepped out. She looked at him. "Dayton, what are doing on an Indian reservation?" It was Ruby.