of her. Do you think it’s necessary?” she asked.
“I just want you to be comfortable and I don’t want to rush you. Let me get your bag and I’ll load it into the wagon and we can talk,” he said.
Cassie took Rebecca’s hand and they fell in behind Clint as they walked toward the livery stable where he had left the horse and wagon.
As they walked, Cassie was pointing out the general store and the church down the street. “You’ll like it here, Becky. I know you will. You’re going to share my room so you won’t be afraid. It’s a nice room. My Mama fixed it up really nice, but she died.”
“Listen to them,” Sarah said. “Children are wonderful. Rebecca hasn’t had anyone to play with or talk to except for me and my parents. There weren’t any children around, except when we went to church.”
“Cassie has worried herself sick about you coming,” he said.
“Well, for goodness sakes, why?” Sarah asked.
“She’s been wanting a mother for some time, asking me when and if. I told her you and Rebecca were coming the same day I got your letter. I told her if you liked us, and decided to stay, we’d be married and you would be her mother, and Rebecca her sister. She’s been afraid you might not like us and will go back home.”
“The poor thing. Clint, I simply have to put her mind at ease. Is there someplace we can sit and talk?”
“We can go to the café,” he said, “Have you eaten?”
“We haven’t had a decent meal since we left home,” she said. “The café will be fine.”
“Rebecca?” she asked, we’re going to stop at the café for a little while. Would you like to have something to eat?”
“Yes, please, Mama,” Rebecca said.
Clint addressed her, “Rebecca, would you like for me to call you Rebecca or Becky?”
“I like Rebecca,” she said.
“Then Rebecca it is,” Clint said. “Cassie and I eat here whenever we come to town. I’m not a very good cook, so it’s a treat for us.”
“Mama’s a good cooker,” Rebecca said.
“I’ll bet she is,” he answered.
“Cassie, I need your help. When we get to the farm, I’ll need your help finding things. You probably know where everything is and it will be a big help if you show me,” Sarah said.
“I will. I helped Aunt Suzy put things away so I know where they are,” Cassie said.
“I appreciate that. Also, if you can help Rebecca too, it would be nice. Back home, we had spiders and things and I taught her which things to leave alone. If you can help with that too, it would be nice.”
“We have copperhead snakes that will bite you. They hide in the flower beds and when you get the eggs, you have to be careful.”
“That sounds scary. We had rattle snakes but they didn’t come close to the house. I would worry about her picking copperheads up.”
“We have horny toads, but they won’t bite you,” Cassie said.
“You are going to be a big help,” Sarah said.
“Are you going to stay and be my Mama?” Cassie asked.
“I hope so, if you and your Papa like us. We want to stay.”
“I like you, and Papa does too. I can tell.”
“How can you tell?” Sarah asked.
“He smiles when he looks at you.”
“Well, I know Rebecca likes you. She’s never had a big sister and I think you are the nicest big girl I know,” Sarah said.
“You really think so?”
“Yes, I do,” Sarah said.
“Miss Sarah, could I call you Mama?” she asked.
“I would love it if you did,” Sarah said.
Sarah looked at Clint. “Thank you,” he mouthed.
She gave him a smile that blew him away.
“Mama, are we going to stay?” asked Rebecca.
“Do you want to?” her mother asked.
Rebecca nodded emphatically.
“Then I guess Mr. Thomas and I need to talk,” Sarah
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