Bye bye
The Badlands was short and sweet. Our meander through was tinged with sadness because Esme and Stephen had to say goodbye to their Papa and Abuelita there. No skinned knee or sharp words could make them cry like that. It was deep and hiccuping and sweet.
Those pioneers and Indians were serious badasses, by the way. That is some strikingly harsh land. They called the failed settler claims “starvation claims.” I’d last about and hour out there, but I’d die happy looking at those rocks.
