Remember Me When: A Women of Hope Novel by Ginny Aiken

Author:Ginny Aiken [Aiken, Ginny]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
ISBN: 9781455518111
Publisher: FaithWords
Published: 2013-06-18T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

“You recollect me of a bear with a sore tooth,” Woody complained. “Cain’t you find a spot to sit still for a spell? What’s on your mind?”

Nathan felt a wave of heat spread from the back of his neck up to his hairline. He’d thought he’d hidden his worry from his men. Clearly, Woody had a talent for observation greater than he’d thought.

“Nothing much.” He stole a glance at his cook and friend. “I’m just thinking. I have to figure out how I’m going to get supplies out here, now that the general store’s gone.”

Woody scratched his chin through his grizzled beard. “You got a point there. What are you thinking?”

“I suppose I’ll have to put in that road we talked about and open my own store. In the meantime, I may make Theo an offer for those three mules. I don’t think he really wants them, no matter what he says.”

“Bah!” Woody shook his head. “There’s something else there. Don’t reckon that lazy Theo’s gonna feed them animals or muck the barn out. Can’t think why he’d be so stubborn about them. Even for the store. All’s I can reckon is he’s wanting the place to set someone up to run the business, and he figgers he’ll take in buckets of gold without busting a sweat.”

“I doubt anyone’s going to make the place pay besides Faith. She was the one who handled the orders, who ran the store, who stocked the shelves, and she even had to deliver the last load. He’ll never work half as hard as she did.”

“And about them mules…well, he ain’t come for ’em, you know.”

“I know.” He resumed his pacing.

Woody seemed satisfied.

For the moment.

More pacing.

A handful of minutes later, the old logger shoved his chair back and limped to the stove. “Here,” he said shortly. “Have yourself some of this coffee. Y’ain’t gonna sleep none tonight, so you may as well fret wide awake.”

“Well, that tar you brew sure will keep me from sleeping all night.”

“Watch what you call tar, son. It’s what wakes you up—”

“I know, I know. It’s what wakes me up in the morning. Tell you what. How about you go to sleep? I can fret over my finances all by myself. Without need of your foul coffee.”

Woody nodded. “I’m going. A body cain’t be keeping up with you young bucks without a blink of sleep. Ain’t been too many times lately I been able to get even that much.” He headed off to his room. At the door, he paused. “Ain’t a whole lot going on up here, son. Why’n’t you stay in town and keep an eye on her? Y’ain’t gonna rest until you do.”

Nathan didn’t respond. There wasn’t much to say. As usual, with his homespun way of seeing the world, Woody had identified the problem without Nathan spelling it out.

He knew Theo had stayed in town after he’d returned to the camp. The younger Nolan brother wouldn’t drop the matter of the trial. He was too cussed a…well, mule.

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