Cowboy's Orders by Celeste Jones

Author:Celeste Jones
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Celeste Jones

CHAPTER 8

"Conduct yourself as a proper employee of the Territory of Wyoming."

The words echoed in Posey's mind as she struggled to maintain her composure on the walk back to the quilting society meeting. As excited as she was, she couldn't imagine that she'd be much use at sewing, but the giddy feeling that overwhelmed her needed an outlet so she scurried as fast as a proper employee of the Territory of Wyoming should all the way back to the church.

Though she tried to slip in as inconspicuously as possible, Myrtle and Aggie, ever vigilant, perked their heads up like a couple of turkeys in the field as soon as she stepped into the room. Ignoring them, she took her seat next to Tassie. Oh, how she was bursting with the need to tell someone her good news but with the busybody Myrth sisters looming, she had to bite her tongue. Oh, it was so hard to keep quiet.

Tassie's gaze met hers and Posey gave an infinitesimal nod, then cut her glance to the Myrth girls and Tassie nodded with understanding. Posey could feel Aggie's beady eyes boring into her as though she could ascertain what Posey had been up to simply by staring at her. Well, Posey wasn't about to give her the satisfaction.

"Have you gotten any new material in at the store, Josie?" she asked, determined to distract herself from her exciting news while not giving the hired girls from Windy River anything to sink their gossipy teeth into.

Josie paused in her stitching and looked up. "Yes, as a matter of fact we have. A parcel of the newest fabrics from San Francisco arrived in the mail just this morning along with several fashion magazines."

"Oh, how exciting!" Tassie said. "Tell us about the latest fashions."

Posey glanced at Tassie gratefully and then forced herself to concentrate on Josie's news about fashion. Apparently, flounces were in. And all that information arrived through the post office, where Posey would soon be an assistant to the postmistress. Talk about respectability.

Finally, the meeting was over and the group from Windy River left. Posey breathed a sigh of relief and then lowered her head to tell Tassie, Millie and Josie about her new job—on a trial basis—at the post office.

"I'm so happy for you," Tassie said, gripping Posey's arm excitedly.

"We go to the post office all the time," Millie said. "It will be fun to see you there."

Posey practically floated home, she was so deliriously happy. Mrs. Everett's confidence in her was just the thing she needed to turn over a new leaf and go from being Nosey Posey to Mrs. Posey Lincoln, assistant postmistress.

She liked the sound of that.

As she passed Mrs. Weatherly's house, she gave her neighbor a jaunty wave but didn't stop to chat, despite Mrs. Weatherly's determined gestures to get her to come over. "Sorry, Mrs. Weatherly. No time. I didn't see you at the quilting meeting."

"Well, my gout is bothering me again. If only I had someone to help me with a few things.

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