She was gripping the mane so tightly it took an act of will to turn her hands loose. He should have borrowed Call's mare, but the thought hadn't occurred to him until too late. What she felt was past reason. Blue Duck looked him in the eye for a moment, and with a light movement swung back on his horse.
The blacksmith had lots of wagons to work on and took three days to get around to the buggy, but he let Call store the coffin in his back room, since it was attracting attention. She played by her own rules. I lost two wives myself, Augustus remarked. But the plains were empty.
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