Glorious Montana Sky (The Montana Sky Series)
“In fact, when they’d stopped for a breather, Micah had taken off his jacket and tied it around his waist.
After they’d abandoned the surrey and unhitched and saddled the horse, they’d ridden double for the first part of the way up the mountain. But Matilda was old—although, his grandmother said, a faithful mount—and at a certain point, they’d begun to take turns, one riding and one walking.
Riding by himself gave Micah a chance to study his surroundings. The trees had changed to straight-trunked ones that had clumps of green quills instead of branches. He reached out to grab a bunch, feeling the roughness of the needles. The points pricked his fingers. He released the branch and it snapped back, leaving behind an unfamiliar spicy smell that clung to his skin.
His grandmother, walking in front, turned and smiled. “How are you doing, Micah?”
“Fine.” He wasn’t going to tell her his thighs ached.
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