"On the road again, can't wait to get on the road again..." Bonnie hummed to herself as she led Costello ahead of Bart. "da da da dada... Hey Bart?"
Bart grunted from underneath his stetson. Bonnie took as acknowledgment.
"Like I said before, that's a story for another time. Thing is, Flint's got a bad history, and he'll keep runnin' 'til he outruns it." he said slowly, kicking up his horse to ride next to Bonnie, then ahead of her. Bonnie spured her own horse, not letting him loose.
"What's you're story?" She asked.