The long walk

　"We can lock the car," he said. "You can take UGG Boots Clearance anything you think you'll need, but I'd keep it light."
　"I have a box of things I was taking to Dr. Hall," Miss Leon said. "I couldn't replace those."
　"We can take it," McKee said. It was then he noticed she was wearing an engagement ring-a ring with an impressive diamond. Why be surprised? he thought. Why be disappointed? Of course she was engaged. Not that it could possibly matter.
　Walking was easy for the first fifty yards across the hard-packed sand, but then it became a matter UGG boots clearance of climbing carefully over the rocks. McKee noticed with surprise that the truck had apparently made it across this barrier. Its path was marked by broken brush. He glanced back. Miss Leon was sitting on a rock, holding her ankle. He noticed she hadn't brought the box.
　"What happened?"
　"I twisted it." She looked frightened.
　He looked at her wordlessly, feeling for the first time in his life absolutely helpless. He walked back down the rocks toward her.
　"How bad is it?" He squatted beside her, looking at the UGG Boots Clearance ankle. It was a very trim ankle, with no sign yet of swelling.
　"I don't know. It hurts."
　"Can you put your weight on it?"
　"I don't think so."
　McKee sat down and rubbed the back of his hand across his forehead. His head ached.
　"We'll wait awhile," he said finally. "When it feels better, well go on."
　He tried to think. If her ankle was sprained, it would swell soon. And if it was sprained it would be almost impossible for her to make the climb out. The long walk UGG boots clearance across rough country to Shoemaker's would be even more impossible. At least twenty-five miles, he calculated. Perhaps farther from here. What if they simply waited here? Would the man in the Land-Rover follow them?
　And what if he did? McKee tried to retrace all that had happened since yesterday. The rams with their throats slashed. The note from Canfield. The man who came in the darkness. What had that been in his hand there in the moonlight? Had it really been a pistol? The feeling of ugg boots clearance being hunted down the canyon. That seemed unreal now. Incredible. But the tree being winched across the canyon had been real. He tried to think of an explanation for it. There was none. It must have been intended to close the canyon behind Miss Leon's Volkswagen. To pen them in. He rubbed his forehead again, and pulled out his cigarettes. Miss Leon was sitting motionless just below him, resting her head on her hand jogos casino online.