SA 13 - Sweet Wind, Wild Wind - Elizabeth Lowell by Elizabeth Lowell

Author:Elizabeth Lowell
Language: bg
Format: mobi
Published: 2010-06-21T06:00:00+00:00

„You’re sure you’ll be all right?“ asked Lara anxiously.

„The doctor, he told me there was nothing wrong that a few weeks off this ankle will not cure,“ Yolanda said, gesturing to her left ankle, which was thoroughly swathed in elastic bandages. Sighing comfortably, she propped her foot on a hassock and settled back in the worn, overstuffed chair that dominated her cabin’s small living room.

„Now do not worry about me. The bunkhouse cook, he said he would bring me my meals until my sister’s daughter gets here tomorrow. And the hands – they have spent more time walking through my house than watching cows.“

Lara smiled, knowing that it was true. Ever since Yolanda had sprained her ankle slipping on a throw rug, two things had happened: all throw rugs on the Rocking B had vanished or had been fixed in place, and the men had taken turns watching over Yolanda until her niece arrived from Billings.

„There is one thing you could do,“ Yolanda said slowly, „if you would not mind.“

„I don’t mind,“ Lara said, without waiting to hear what Yolanda needed. „What is it?“

„Carson, he hates old Mose’s cooking. If you could fix dinner for him, I would not feel so bad.“

„Of course.“

Yolanda smiled like a cat curled around a bowl of cream. „Thank you, nina. That is very good. You better hurry. Carson, he is a very big man, very hungry, and the hour, it is getting late.“

Lara glanced at her watch. „Do I need to run to town for supplies?“

„No. Everything that a woman needs is already there.“ Yolanda closed her eyes and smiled to herself, nodding slowly. „Just everything.“

Shutting the door softly behind her, Lara crossed the ranch road and hurried toward the big house. It was no trouble for her to cook for Carson. Lately he had eaten more meals at the homestead than he had at the ranch house. In fact, Lara hoped that this evening would provide the perfect opening to ask if she could finally see the documents, photos and other memorabilia that composed the Blackridge archives. She had hinted around the subject several times before. Each time Carson’s expression had subtly changed, telling her that he would just as soon not confront the question of the past and the Rocking B, the Blackridges and the Chandlers. Sometimes Lara thought that it was almost as though having found a way to bring her close without using the Blackridge collection as a lure, Carson regretted having promised her access to it at all.

After Lara did a quick survey of the kitchen garden and refrigerator, she decided that Yolanda had enough food to feed the Rocking B and the neighboring ranches as well. It was too late to cook a roast, but there were some thick steaks that would be more than enough for dinner. A few minutes in the garden yielded tiny new potatoes, baby carrots and baby peas. Lara remembered that Carson loved raw spinach but wouldn’t touch it cooked so she gathered two handfuls of greens for a salad.

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