I think she knew and saw my limitations. That’s why I needed some form of subsistence beyond the back-seat waiting for me. She was one of the few people always marching against the bitter trials of the world. Perhaps ‘we’ were a slip-up on my part, or perhaps she was just smarter than me. I would have given a gold chaplet and the faintest flavor of flattery for her loyalty.
running the whole length of the horizon...