die while I was wearin’ ’em!
DEAD MAN’S SPURS
The big smile flashed.
“No bullet can really hurt me, Lisa love. Not the way you can hurt me with one word. We both know I’m invincible.” He jingled his spurs. “No way I can die while I’m wearin’ these. I believed that from the day you gave them to me. You gave me my luck, Lisa. Only you can take it away.”
“You’ll die, Kit,” she said stonily, staring ahead over the gloomy sweeps of the Coronado Wilderness. “The way you live, you must die, and no amount of superstition or fancy talk will save you in the end.”