The Convict And the Cattleman (2014)
“The interior wasn’t much better than the ramshackle building where her mother had died. A rough wooden table with four chairs pushed around it took up the center of the room. Two shelves were bolted to the wall and stacked with tins and containers. Checkered curtains and rag rugs on the floor showed Bess’s attempt to make the cabin homey.
Bess poured water from a kettle into two tin mugs. “I can’t tell you how pleased I am that Jonah brought you. Have a seat. Been ages since I talked with anoth...er woman. Excluding me oldest daughter, Bitty, of course. She’s a good gel, almost old enough to marry. Reckon some jackaroo will catch her fancy soon.”
She barely paused for breath, bringing a loaf of dark bread to the table with a jar of preserves. Bridgit couldn’t find a break to tell Bess she didn’t need to fuss.
“Your accent says Irish, perhaps Dublin? Been ages since I was there. I wasn’t much older than you look when I was sentenced for turning tricks. Worked as a housemaid for seven years after they shipped me here.MoreLess
Bess poured water from a kettle into two tin mugs. “I can’t tell you how pleased I am that Jonah brought you. Have a seat. Been ages since I talked with anoth...er woman. Excluding me oldest daughter, Bitty, of course. She’s a good gel, almost old enough to marry. Reckon some jackaroo will catch her fancy soon.”
She barely paused for breath, bringing a loaf of dark bread to the table with a jar of preserves. Bridgit couldn’t find a break to tell Bess she didn’t need to fuss.
“Your accent says Irish, perhaps Dublin? Been ages since I was there. I wasn’t much older than you look when I was sentenced for turning tricks. Worked as a housemaid for seven years after they shipped me here.MoreLess
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