Montana Grit: Bear Grass Springs, Book Two by Ramona Flightner

Author:Ramona Flightner [Flightner, Ramona]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Grizzly Damsel Publishing
Published: 2018-03-12T18:00:00+00:00

“What has you so quiet?” Cailean asked Ewan the next day as they worked side by side at the livery. Sunday was Ewan’s day off as a carpenter, but he often helped out at the livery. “Are you angry with Alistair?” He glanced outside to watch his brother training a yearling in the paddock.

Ewan grunted. “I should be. He interrupted my play last night.”

Cailean sighed as he speared hay with a pitchfork to spread out in a stall. “Do you ever consider he was right to interrupt you?”

“Don’t start,” Ewan snapped. “I’m having a small losing streak. It’ll turn around soon enough.” He glared at his brother’s grunt of disapproval. “I dinna ken if I should talk about somethin’ I saw last night or let it go.”

“Would it hurt the person you told?” Cailean asked. He paused in his work as he saw his brother’s tormented expression. “Aye, I can see it would. Well then, would it make a difference in how they acted or what they did?”

“Aye,” Ewan said, staring at Alistair, crooning to a horse like he used to before his failed wedding. “I’d take away his newfound joy.”

“Dammit,” Cailean muttered as he heaved a pile of hay into another stall. After a few minutes of hard work, he paused, rasping for breath. “Tell him. He’ll understand you did it out of concern as a brother. Not because you’re angry about last night.”

Ewan nodded before taking a deep breath and setting aside his pitchfork. He stood along the adjoining paddock fence as he watched his brother work. “Ye’re in good spirits,” Ewan said as Alistair joined him.

“Aye, I’ve worked that yearling hard enough today. He’s spirited and a joy to work with. I just wish he were mine.” He swiped at his forehead with the sleeve of his shirt. He met Ewan’s gaze, his eyes lit with a deep joy. “An’ I ken things will work out between Leticia and me. ’Tis a wondrous day.” After a moment he sensed Ewan’s discomfort. “I canna apologize for interrupting yer game last night.”

Ewan shook his head. “I should be angry with ye. Not speak with ye for a week. But that’s not why I’m standin’ here, like a fool, havin’ trouble speakin’.” He continued to study the yearling. “Cailean believes I should tell ye what I saw. But I fear ’twill only bring ye pain.”

Alistair stood facing his baby brother, fighting a frown. “What are ye sayin’? Ye’re speakin’ in riddles.”

“I saw Leticia last night, kissing a man.”

Alistair let out a relieved laugh. “That man was me. I rambled by our house, an’ she was there. We … enjoyed an embrace.” He couldn’t hide his broad smile.

“Nae.” Ewan cleared his throat. “This wasna at yer house, Alistair. But at the back door to the bakery. An’ she was in the man’s embrace for quite some time.” He waited as Alistair remained stock-still next to him and silent. “I was too far away to hear anything they said. And I left before they saw me.

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