The Drifting Kid

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The Kid wasn't quite sixteen, but he had led the hard kind of range life that makes a boy grow up fast. Even though the Kid could see trouble sticking out of Chalk Daggett like the spines on a poison cactus, he was happy at the Flat Iron Range. With cowboy Grady Roberts for his idol, and with Big Elmer the cook for a friend, life was happier than ever before.