C. McCarthy – All the Pretty Horses

His grandfather was the oldest of eight boys and the only one to live past the
age of twenty-five. They were drowned, shot, kicked by horses. They perished in fires. They seemed to fear only dying in bed.

*K. Korovin – A poor shot

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