The Indians with which the Company shared the pretty valley weren’t anything like those talked about in the dime novels. The children had played with the Company’s children, and several of the Indian men sat around campfires, drinking coffee and swapping stories. So far, it seemed to be Großvater’s second favorite moment on the trip. The first was the previous morning, when he’d returned to camp to find Mutter cooking and sassing him. The Company had made good time this morning, walking through a rolling countryside that held no rivers to ford and no surprises but for a large herd of antelope. Tonight, the camp would feast on roasted meat. For now, Anna saw their break for the noon meal as an opportunity for a little time to herself. She reined Molasses to a stop under a shady oak, swung to the ground, and pulled her sack from the pommel. Looking out over the land, she could see for miles and miles and almost felt like one of the captain’s scouts. This must be how Caleb felt, riding ahead and seeing the lay of the land before the others.
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