Ross stood by with a wistful look on his face as we rode out. “Take care of yourselves,” Ross said. “We will,” I replied, and then we trotted out. It was quiet as we rode towards town. I didn’t realize it, but I had a frown on my face. Finally, Lee spoke. “Starting to sink in, ain’t it?” “What is?” I asked. “You know…Rachel. You’re starting to realize that you ain’t never going to see her again.” I thought about denying it, but then I shrugged. “It’s been on my mind,” I admitted. “She’s mighty pretty,” Lee commented. “She is,” I agreed. “Well, least she’ll still have Ross.” I knew Lee was trying to make me feel better, but he wasn’t succeeding.
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