Lost In Time : An Old Fashion Western by S.A. Ison

Author:S.A. Ison [Ison, S.A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-10-05T14:00:00+00:00

SEVEN

The following evening Jo and Sawyer were out on a ride, dinner had been served and Jimmy was cleaning up. She and Jimmy had spent several hours going over basic reading and she found that Jimmy had roughly a fourth-grade level of knowledge. She promised to work with him, so she could get him up to speed. She had found a copy of Great Expectations in Sawyer’s study and had brought that book along with several others from his bookshelf. Jimmy had been happy to listen to her read as he drove the chuckwagon. She had him read some of it back to her. He had glowed like a firebrand the whole time and she wondered if the boy would stroke out if his blood pressure didn’t subside. She told Sawyer about it.

“That poor boy is gonna expire, but I imagine, he’ll go happy,” Sawyer said and laughed.

“I just wish he’d get used to me enough to stop all that. One day, he’s just going to burst out into flames,” Jo said and giggled, shaking her head. It had cooled down considerably from the storm. The humidity had burned off with the day. The cattle had been gathered back together with little trouble. They hadn’t gone far the night before and all were profoundly grateful for that stroke of luck. The men had also rounded up more cattle and the herd was growing exponentially.

“That’s the nature of young boys. I’m sure I was the same when I was his age, though truth be told, I don’t think I ever came across a woman as pretty as you.”

Jo was stunned to silence; this was the first time Sawyer had ever said anything remotely nice, besides commenting on her cooking. He was agreeable enough, but she thought he looked down on her with a sort of disdain, mostly because of her comments. Most women of this time kept their comments to themselves. She did not and Sawyer had given her looks from time to time, though he didn’t say much.

Jo watched him as they rode along the undulating terrain. There were lavender bands across the sky, it would be dark in about two hours. She took a quick look at the small watch and tucked it into the pocket of her gauchos. She rarely looked at the watch, it didn’t seem to have the same meaning for her as it had in her time. In her own time, she was driven by time, here she only had two time increments to worry about, breakfast and dinner, the rest was irrelevant. As far as she knew, none of the other men had time pieces. She knew Sawyer had one, she’d seen it at the ranch. But here, he never pulled it out, or at least not that she had seen.

They moved up a slope which was wooded with beechnut and ash with a thin creek running near it.

“Let’s let the horses drink and take a break,” Sawyer said, nodding toward the cluster of trees.

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