Revenge Comes Late — Bill Morrison

When two young gaolbirds were at last released, they had but one thought in mind: to seek revenge against the man who had betrayed them. However, the flame of vengeance is fickle, and sparks from it can alight wherever the tinder of resentment is dry and waiting, setting the land into a sudden conflagration. So, it was in that hot summer, when men raised their eyes to see the dead past come alive into a terrible present, where old wounds reopened, and guns blazed to settle old scores. Many were drawn into the smoke and flame of the final battle. But such was the carnage that few would emerge unscathed.