Outlaw's Bride
““I hear Beaudry’s back,” he commented, sliding into his chair.
He’d been back five days now and she hadn’t returned to Green Valley since the day of the attempted bank robbery, not even to attend church service on Sunday. Between the guilt of not telling him about his child and her seesawing emotions, she couldn’t take the chance of seeing him alone.
“Good for him,” she muttered. She speared a piece of side pork in the frying pan and placed the meat on a platter, realizing she sounded like a petulant child. She stabbed another chunk of welldone meat, taking out her anger on the defenseless pork.
Herman cackled. “That hog’s already dead, Mattie. Don’t need to kill it twice.”
She rolled her eyes heavenward, praying for patience to get through another day. “Have you seen Andy?”
“He was milkin’ Jewel.”
Mattie pivoted and planted one hand on her hip. “That’s supposed to be your job. Andy’s is to gather the eggs and feed the chickens.”
“The boy already done his, so I jist let him do mine, too.
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