The Touch of Sage
“She opened the cupboard door and removed a jar of strawberry preserves. Taking the cloth off the top of the jar, she inhaled the sweet scent of sugar and strawberries. The bacon was nearly finished frying, and Mary was already sitting at the table wearing her ratty red nightgown.
“I suppose Rose and Livie are prunin’ and primpin’. Can’t they smell the bacon?” Mary grumbled. “And where in tarnation is Eugenia? I ain’t waitin’ around all day for them to get down here. I’ll just have my breakf...ast alone.”
Sage smiled. Mary was so cranky at times—especially before she’d had her breakfast.
“There’s a herd comin’ through town,” Eugenia said, entering the kitchen. “Must be the new herd Reb’s bringin’ to the ranch.”
At the mention of Reb’s name, Sage held her breath for a moment. As was the case every time she heard his name spoken, a sickening wave of heartache washed over her.MoreLess
“I suppose Rose and Livie are prunin’ and primpin’. Can’t they smell the bacon?” Mary grumbled. “And where in tarnation is Eugenia? I ain’t waitin’ around all day for them to get down here. I’ll just have my breakf...ast alone.”
Sage smiled. Mary was so cranky at times—especially before she’d had her breakfast.
“There’s a herd comin’ through town,” Eugenia said, entering the kitchen. “Must be the new herd Reb’s bringin’ to the ranch.”
At the mention of Reb’s name, Sage held her breath for a moment. As was the case every time she heard his name spoken, a sickening wave of heartache washed over her.MoreLess
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