Reno's Journey: Cowboy Craze (The Wild West) by Sable Hunter

Reno's Journey: Cowboy Craze (The Wild West) by Sable Hunter

Author:Sable Hunter [Hunter, Sable]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-06-13T16:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

When they returned to the ranch, any thought of the pregnancy test flew from their minds. There were two more cars in the driveway than when they left. “Well, our solitude is over, Reno. Lou and Aunt Myra are both here.”

They’d just entered through the garden gate when Lou’s voice met their ears. “They’re here, Myra! You can tell the police they’re fine.”

Journey frowned at her friend. “The police?”

Lou shrugged both shoulders as she gave them both a hug. “Myra was worried. She called the Fredericksburg police to make sure those men who attacked you were still behind bars.”

“Are they?” Journey asked as she stepped ahead of them to open the kitchen door.

“Yes. They’re in county lock-up. Oh, and the detective said he sent you a form to fill out via email.”

“Okay, I’ll look for it.” Journey made a mental note.

“So, where have you been?” Lou asked as she went to stand by the dining table where her laptop lay with its lid raised and the charge light blinking.

Reno held up the wicker basket. “We went on a picnic. What did you find out?”

She held his gaze for a couple of moments. “Quite a bit.”

Reno waited for her to elaborate, but she didn’t. About that time, Myra could be heard entering the room with the dogs at her heels.

Journey watched as she came fully into the kitchen, her eyes firmly glued on Reno. “For all that’s holy…” she mumbled, moving closer. “I wanted to believe my great niece, even if I couldn’t really imagine what she was telling me could possibly be true.” Her eyes moved from his cowboy boots to the top of his head. “It’s really you, isn’t it?”

Reno didn’t flinch at the close examination. “Yes, ma’am. It’s me. Reno Black. Quartermaster Sergeant, Cumberland Guard, Eastern Unit of the 9th Cavalry from the state of Tennessee. Half Cherokee and an adequate ranch hand. Born May 3rd, 1843. Vanished April 19th, 1869.”

The way he identified himself sent chills all over Journey. “It’s him, Aunt Myra. Our Reno.”

The older woman surveyed him with a solemn expression until her countenance softened into a smile of welcome and she wrapped her arms around him. “If you’re an actor, you’re a damn good one. And a helluva looker too.”

Journey shook her head. “Aunt Myra, you’re incorrigible.”

She waved her hand. “No, I’m convinced. What he told me about the Bixby letter sealed the deal. Myles said there was no way anyone living could’ve known those details. That secret has been passed down and protected from generation to generation.” She patted Reno on the shoulder. “I told him the truth about you. Don’t worry, he won’t tell a soul. He would’ve come with me to see you for himself, if he’d been able. He did send a list of questions for me to ask you. He said he wants the answers pronto, he’s afraid he’ll die before he gets them.”

“I’ll answer anything he wants to know. Gladly.” Reno took the picnic basket to the counter and began to unpack the leftovers.



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