The Handsomest Man In The Country - Plot & Excerpts
When we were first married, Trahern had spent most of his time getting well. Then he'd had to chase those thieves, killing two and seeing the third jailed before he'd returned.I still didn't know him, nor he, me. With neither of us being great talkers, even our shared time on the wagon seat didn't profit much.But little things combine to point up the makings of a man, and so little things came to me as we traveled along. He always saw to the animals before himself, being firm yet kind to them. He checked them for lice and sores and fly-bites, making sure the harnesses fit properly and their shoes snug. And he talked to them, inconsequential, steadying words that comforted an animal and let it know that everything was all right. As a result they would pull that wagon through a prairie fire if he asked them to.Trey was always polite to me and it dawned on me one day that it was bred into him to treat women with respect. I had a hard time to just get him to call me Mally instead of Ma’am.We crossed the Rockies, comfortable working together.
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