Benjamin Cooley

The Good Name

John Cody Wallace III Arizona, 1872 He crawled over cool red rocks and into the sun, and suddenly he was in the open and could see for miles. The dust and wind howled around him, and the shades of morning painted the canyons in soft hues of red. "I think I see it," Tom Kelly said on his stomach beside him. He was holding a pair of wood and brass binoculars tightly to his eyes, his floppy hat blowing in the desert wind. "Way out there, just to the left of the horizon," Kelly handed the binoculars over to Wallace.