Final Justice at Adobe Wells by Stephen Bly

Author:Stephen Bly
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: prejudice, mexico, good and evil, spanish language, duty loyalty, hacienda, young warriors, western legend, romance clean, western lawman
Publisher: Bly Books

“I’m thinking on it. My mind kind of… I was preoccupied. Anyway, let’s get those new mounts.”

“Brannon, by any chance were you thinking about a certain widow?”

Brannon didn’t respond.

“She looked beautiful in that yellow dress, didn’t she?”

“She understands, Edwin. You can’t explain to just anyone the ache in your gut that won’t go away after a loved one dies in your arms. But she understands.”

“She makes you laugh,” Fletcher replied. “A few days ago you told me you needed to find someone who made you laugh.”

“It goes to show how tired we must be to let our minds carry on like that. Let’s take it easy riding up to the gate. We don’t want to draw any fire this time.”

They walked their horses to the huge oak doorway that served as a gate to the grounds of the hacienda. A few bangs on the door brought footsteps running.

“¿Quien es?”

“It’s Brannon. Is that you, Estaban?”

Slowly the heavy doors creaked open and Estaban appeared, holding a dim lantern. “Ay, yi yi! Señor Brannon, what happened to you? Did you wrestle with a cougar?”

“It’s a long story. We need to change horses. Do you have three solid mounts to lend us?”

“Certainly, Señor, I’ll tell Martinez.”

“And I guess we’ll need to change clothes and grab a bite to eat. You haven’t heard from Ramon, have you?”

“No, Señor. I will get Maria to bring some food to the main room in the big house.”

“We better eat out here,” Brannon insisted. “No reason—”

“No, the ladies insisted we wake them the minute you arrived. You are to meet them in the main room.”

“How did the Señora know we would be coming in?”

“She is very wise. She understands much. Here, you take this lantern. I’ll get another.”

As the three sauntered toward the big house, Brannon smelled orange blossoms. The men opened the wide doors to the main room and let the night air drift in. He reached up to remove his hat… and remembered it was back on the mountain.

Brannon stepped to the big fireplace, but it was cold and dark. He felt too dirty to sit down on the leather furniture.

Pablo padded about the room lighting lanterns. Soon the room glowed.

“Now there’s the Brannon we’re familiar with,” Fletcher said. “I hope Señora Pacifica and Felicia don’t frighten easily.”

“I washed off at the fountain in Magdalena.”

“I would suggest you dig through Don Rinaldo’s trunk and find some new attire.”

“Remind me to dig more cartridges out of our pack.”

Maria entered with a large platter of cold meat, cheese, and huge tortillas. “Ay, yi yi, El Brannon. ¿Que pasó? ¿Que pasó?” She disappeared in the shadows.

“Okay, I look bad. I’ll go see what I can do.” Before he left the room, Brannon grabbed a fist-sized wedge of cheese and stuffed it in his mouth.

Leather shoes scuffled across the red tile floor. Lanterns swayed and two women appeared, walking into the main room.

Howland spoke first. “Miss Reed?”

“My word, Harriet, what on earth are you doing here?” Fletcher said.

“Msppt yedx frm,” was all Brannon could mumble through the cheese.

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