Tyrone, New Mexico crumbled like a well gone dry.
But it was still a good town and would probably always be one so long as the frackers stayed away.
All she wanted was to get on with things. Any sliver of rational thought would have been welcome.
She had been stealing cars and credit cards and phones for years. Her habits blurred the distinctions between good and evil beyond recognition.
But recently, she had been questioning her convoluted convictions and her ragtag rationalizations.
Just because her victims happened to be wealthy might not justify her crimes.
Sailing down an empty road outside Tyrone, New Mexico, the whole thing wore her down.
