West Winds of Wyoming
“In the kitchen, he cut several slices of bread from a waxed paper–wrapped loaf, sliced a chunk of beef from the roast Seth had cooked last night and wolfed them down. Being careful with the door so it wouldn’t bang, he stepped out into the day. Dog, still on his tattered blanket, eyed him as if wondering why anyone would be up this early on a Sunday morning. Standing, the animal shook his scraggly fur, then followed Charlie to the barn.Chickens dashed out into the yard when Charlie pulled open ...the tall, sun-bleached doors, winding their way between and around his feet like a river of poultry. He went to the feed room, scooped some scratch into the rusted can, and tossed the feed into the yard, causing a round of cackles and clucks from the hungry birds. Working quickly, he fed the horses, cleaned the stalls, then bedded them with fresh straw. Making several trips with a large bucket, he watered the vegetable garden behind the house and walked to the end of the far pasture to open the gate so the small herd of steers grazing out back could come up to the barn for some grain.MoreLess
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