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(Red Dead Redemption 2) Tulip is a gunslinger who's a 33 years old woman with few words, her name means nothing less and is nothing more. Willow is a young orphaned girl who's 17 and a victim of the cruel world of the wild west and is...
"It's called O' Creagh's Run, up in the mountains east of Cumberland Falls. I just hope I can remember how to get there, but my bet is that Tulip can probably lend a hand on that."
"Back into the mountains, I sure didn't figure on that."
"But this time, we're doin' the chasin'."
As they rode up into the incline, Hosea questioned. "So, how are things between you and John?"
With no surprise, Arthur gave a quick, stiff answer, "Fine." Tulip didn't care as much as Willow did, but it wasn't much of a difference that either of the girls found it concerning.
Hosea himself wasn't really satisfied with his reply. "Ain't it about time you let it go now?"
"It was a year, Hosea. He ditched us for a goddamn year." A sour recollection reemerged in his mind, leaving an even sourer taste. Tulip had a firm lip suddenly thinking hard about it, whether she wanted to side with Arthur or Hosea. Willow on the other hand, was trying to figure out how to fix their broken relationship on it, trying to find a middle path...in a way that'll have both Arthur look past it and John make amends with his family.
Hosea attempted to have them reconcile, "I have spoken to him many times, he knows he did wrong... He just wants to put it behind him."
"I'm sure he does." Arthur was only focused on the path up ahead. Then he let his tongue runoff, clearly frustrated. "Runnin' off on the kid is one thing, but there's a code, and he knows that. He ain't Trelawny, Dutch and you pretty much raised him."
"I know, but it's done - has been for a while now."
Arthur let out a heavy sigh: "Nobody else would have been welcomed back that easy after that long, and you know it." Under his breath, he added. "...even her."
Tulip, with her alertness and keen hearing, shot a sharp look at his back. A slip of the tongue had just resulted in him receiving a small pang of guilt upon mentioning, he wasn't sure if she had heard it, but a gut feeling said otherwise. Hosea quickly cut in to stop him, but he was certain Hosea didn't catch it. "Maybe, but please, don't you put that to the test." The elderly man himself seemed to have stated it under a different reason towards Arthur.
Arthur was certain of it.
The ride had seemingly grown lengthy, the silence soon embedding itself in their conversation, or perhaps the lack of it. Thoughts and old memories seemed to be flourishing freshly into the realm of their minds, sown from some...feeling of ancient grudge or maybe envy.
The group galloped past a worn sign, vegetation feeding from the very base of the wooden pole. Tulip couldn't help but feel nostalgic. "Yes, I remember this place, Moonstone Pond..." He glanced at Tulip for confirmation, to which she nodded (with a small smile). "We're going the right way."
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