Slocum #395 : Slocum And The Trail To Yellowstone (9781101553640) (2011) - Plot & Excerpts
The thought of a severe disturbance made Slocum’s belly crawl. When they reached her place, it was near dark. But slung over his lap they had a fat doe he’d shot an hour before. They’d need the meat, and Wilma also spoke about riding in to a settlement for coffee beans if he had some spare money. He laughed and agreed he had enough money to buy coffee and a few other luxury items. “Take me a day to get down there and another to get back,” she said. “I’d ride your good horse and be faster, but someone might notice him.” “Hey, I’ll be fine. Nothing’s going to eat me.” She made a soft smile. “You can’t tell.” “If it’s not storming, why don’t you go tomorrow?” “Fine.” They strung the deer up and began to skin it. Taking care, because he didn’t like his venison tasting like hair, he used a sharp knife, then slipped his blade under the hide and made his cuts from the inside. She nodded in approval at his style. “That will sure make for less hair on the meat.
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