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time he finished with his morning chores, it was already five in the morning. Then it was time to get ready for the last round up of the year. He had to gather a bi
to ride for the roundup, the other two were trained to keep the he
rni
on the door frame, looking completel
hank you. You have
grabbing a wool blanke
ch as yourself came to obtain such a h
't think I co
ot after
his bandana and replied
is same house?" sh
nod
new eyes. "How about your brothers or
an only
as if piecing eve
't have appliances that
sked as he tied the roll
ven, it can be updated to a new
ve heard
x it if y
ead. "I'll kee
Where are you going?" she asked after watching him binding a canteen at the sid
asking about his whereabouts was something strange, he never had anybody to report to since his father
to El Paso to gath
your
comment but replied ca
s chaps walked up to Mack, the spurs of his boots clanging against the dirt. "Miss So
ning, Mr.
e they were far enough from Joanne, he whispered harshly. "What the
place to stay
you that those tw
enough to come looking for us to ap
t him. "I don'
found me at the b
erstandingly. "Y
"They were going to
ght.
is wife, a lively, red-headed woman stepped
ver be, " he replie
rds Joanne. "I didn't know Mack had guests, " s
en discovered, Joan
rrison, nice
" she replied, and Mack could s
ather are staying with me f
lent exchange and knew he had told her about their discovery from the day before. "My
my father to arrive, we have some w
as another idea came to her. "Tell you what, why
equest. Mack brought his hand to his
ant to intrude, "
of it, to celebrate the last roundup of the y
up. "Of course, " he repl
a moment before replyi
Mack and Joanne. "Great!" she replied ignoring Isaac's somber expression. "I'll see you tonight, " Hanna said
e Garrison's were out of sight. "Yo
r confused. "You'
My father loves meeting new peo
an't y
st ca
ds her and watched her
arrison's and back at hi
, w
, what? You saw what Mrs
ant dresses all day, every day. Too extravagant for
her eyebrow
e inside he opened his mother's armoire. He held his breath as he opened the doors slowly. It had been years since he last
nside. She ran her hands over the clothing
are t
moth
he dropped her hands. "
you mean
..." she became quiet
fferent fabrics. His mother had made them herself, he rememb
s he only seemed to remember his mother in. It was a simple dress, but it h
the dress admiringly, she ran her delicate hands down its long sleeves. It
l see you tonight." Before she could reply, he left the room and straight outs
orch. "Why did she have to in
ad, " Mack found
so?" Isaa
piercing his skin. "Come
tepped down the porch st