Guarding the Soldier's Secret
“the old man said.
Yancy threw him a questioning look over one shoulder. She was sitting on a rock beside the little creek, watching Laila try to catch pollywogs in her hands while the horses drank and nibbled on the grass that grew green along the creek banks. Sam hadn’t dismounted; Yancy thought it was probably because he’d need some help getting off the horse and back on again.
“Your grandma, I mean.” His eyes weren’t on her, but focused somewhere on the rocky hillside beyond the cree...k.
“Really?” She got up, brushing at the seat of her pants, and climbed the gentle slope to where he sat on his pinto horse, leaning on the saddle horn. “I don’t remember her very well, but I wouldn’t have thought so, from the pictures I’ve seen.”
He made a gesture, brushing that aside. “Not your looks, exactly—guess I’d have to say you’ve got your mama’s features and coloring.MoreLess
Yancy threw him a questioning look over one shoulder. She was sitting on a rock beside the little creek, watching Laila try to catch pollywogs in her hands while the horses drank and nibbled on the grass that grew green along the creek banks. Sam hadn’t dismounted; Yancy thought it was probably because he’d need some help getting off the horse and back on again.
“Your grandma, I mean.” His eyes weren’t on her, but focused somewhere on the rocky hillside beyond the cree...k.
“Really?” She got up, brushing at the seat of her pants, and climbed the gentle slope to where he sat on his pinto horse, leaning on the saddle horn. “I don’t remember her very well, but I wouldn’t have thought so, from the pictures I’ve seen.”
He made a gesture, brushing that aside. “Not your looks, exactly—guess I’d have to say you’ve got your mama’s features and coloring.MoreLess
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