Ben Sarboe didn't know if he was ready to take up a gun again; he hadn't meant it to be a vacation, he'd thought he'd retired. And now they'd found him, in this Godforsaken valley. And they were going to bring people, and money, and guns. So Ben had to decide to pick up his gun again, or else drift some more, and he was tired of drifting, and he liked this land. But he was just so damn tired of being shot at! He didn't know if he had the speed or the nerves to start it up again….