Hobo Prison Brawl Extra: Quality

The tension culminated around a rusted barrel fire near the tracks. Brick had cornered a young kid named Jules, demanding the kid’s only blanket.

"Let him bring them," Silas murmured to Jules, handing the boy his blanket back. "By morning, we'll be a thousand miles away. That's the difference between a prisoner and a traveler, kid. A prisoner waits for trouble. A traveler rides away from it." hobo prison brawl