The thought of Black riding nighthawk after working all day bothered her. She would insist that he do nothing today other than rest. The fact she'd been without sleep for most of the night didn't matter. It was Black she worried about.By the time Annie arrived, Belle had already started preparations for breakfast. “Land sakes, child, what are you doing up an about this early?” Annie greeted her."I-I couldn't sleep. What if the three of them did something to Black? I'd never forgive myself.""Never is a word that shouldn't be thrown around too lightly. I seem to remember my ma saying she'd never go west, and yet that's exactly what we did. Before we left Virginia, I said I'd never marry a dirt-poor farmer. The man I was destined to marry would be able to give me fancy dresses and I'd ride in a fine carriage. When I got here, one of the first people I met was Roy. He wasn't dirt-poor, but he couldn't give me fancy dresses. As a matter of fact, the only carriage I've ever had was the buckboard, and at times it needed repair.
