out."
"How old are you?"
"Twenty." She rolled her eyes in an exasperated way. "I
know—well on my way to becoming an old maid—Belinda tells
me so all the time. But Mama was sick for a long time, and I
took care of her. She needed me. I didn't have time for
anything else. And I told Belinda I didn't have to live with
them. I could live at the farm." Her head lowered until her
chin touched her chest. "But it was sold."
He rubbed a hand over his lips, afraid the assumptions
jumping into his mind would leap out his lips. Thurston Fulton
was not only a Populist, he was a complete ass.
She brushed several strands of hair from her cheeks. "Aunt
Corrine was the only one of Mama's family who ever wrote.
Mama loved getting her letters. They were full of tales about
buffalo hunters, cattle drives, street dances, and all the other
fascinating events in Dodge City. So...when Belinda said I had
to either get married or leave. I left." Those big doe eyes
settled on him. "I mean, I couldn't marry Edward Keyes, he's
older than my father." A sigh slipped out. "So, I bought a
ticket to Dodge."
He rested his elbows on his knees. His family was a little
rough around the edges, but they weren't despicable. Right
now his mind was deciphering her father and Belinda to be
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about as loathsome as they come. "What happened when you
got to Dodge?"
"I had written to Aunt Corrine, but she never got the post.
When she wasn't at the train station to meet me, I figured the
best way to find her was to ask someone. Sure enough, a
man at the depot knew where she lived. But I must admit, I
was a little shocked when I discovered she was, well, you
know." Her cheeks turned a blushing pink.
He nodded. Everyone knew Corrine Martin was one of
Danny J's girls. Danny's prized queen, to say the least.
"Aunt Corrine wanted me to leave as soon as I arrived. But
I didn't have anywhere to go." Her face scrunched into a
dreadful frown. "I suspect she was afraid Danny J would put
me to work if he found me at the house. So, she hid me in a
little room upstairs—just until we could figure out what I
should do."
"What happened last night?"
"The cook Danny J has isn't very good, and whatever was
in the soup she made yesterday didn't settle with me." Her
cheeks grew pink again. "I woke up in the middle of the night
needing to—well, while I was outside a fight started inside the
house. I don't know who it was, but there were all kinds of
screaming and crashing. I—I—uh, didn't dare go back inside.
I remembered this place, so ran down here to hide and—"
"Randilynn! Randilynn, I need to speak to you!" Her
father's voice bellowed near the door.
Her eyes grew wide with apprehension, and the color
drained from her cheeks. The way she crossed her arms to
rub at the shivers encompassing her from head to toe made
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Howard turn to the door and shout, "She'll be out in a
minute."
"I need to speak to her now!"
He rose and stomped across the tent. Tugging the flap
aside, he glared at the man. "I said she'll be out in a minute."
"Listen here, young man—"
Ire raced up his spine. "No, you listen here. Randilynn is
no longer your daughter. She is now my wife, and I said she'd
be out in a minute." He met the man, eye to beady little eye.
Thurston Fulton turned dynamite red, and Howard thought
the man might shoot skyward at any moment. He gestured
toward Snake and Bug standing a few yards away, silently
asking the boys for assistance. His brothers walked over, and
stopped, one on each side of Thurston Fulton.
The shorter man glanced at the two much younger, much
stronger, men towering over him. His Adam's apple jiggled as
he swallowed. "All right, then. I'll, uh, I'll be right out here
when she's ready."
Howard didn't respond, just let the flap fall shut and
turned back around. He kept his gaze averted, afraid she
might see his anger. The