Three months after illness had taken his partner from him, Kid had been driven back to the wild country where he and Heyes had spent their lives before amnesty. Though they'd forged a good life in the years since, neither had married, so Heyes' loss weighed very heavy.
With the sun setting, he slowly rode past the mouth of a cave, and was suddenly wrapped in affectionate warmth, a feeling that he'd believed lost when he'd buried his friend.
Unsurprised, he felt Heyes all around him and heard his voice in the whisper of the wind. "See you soon, Kid."