ya lit meme:five protagonists [2/5] → kate thompson
“Hell, I’ll be safest pretending I’m a boy the rest of my life. The frontier ain’t for the faint of heart, and it certainly ain’t kind to women. Sometimes I think the whole world’s ‘gainst us.”
He doesn’t see my eyes well up or my lip start to tremble. I ain’t heard those words since Pa died. I was certain I’d never hear ‘em again, and now here I am in the middle of Arizona wilderness, an orphan and a loner, feeling not so alone after all.
“That sounds real nice, boy,” he says. “Now for the love of God, lower that damn pistol.” “All right,” I says. And I do. Right after I shoot him through the skull.