with her husband. Rebecca shivered in the cold air. The bar had been so warm and the temperature outside was a big contrast. Jake saw and drew her against his side as they walked. “I think you’re gonna have to get some warmer clothing. You look beautiful, but those kinds of dresses aren’t really good at keeping you warm,” he said. “I don’t want you getting frost bite.” “I think you’re right,” Rebecca said. “It was a very interesting night.” Jake laughed. He liked the way she felt against him. “They’re all interesting. It got a little out of hand tonight, though. It’s usually not quite that bad.” “Why do you like it so much?” she asked. Jake thought about her question for the moment. “I guess I like seeing people have a good time. It’s always fun, as you can see, even when things get wild. I think it has more to do with Pa, though. I was about eight when he started the Watering Hole. There wasn’t as much to the town back then so it was the only saloon in the area. Now there’s a couple in Wolfe Point and a bunch in Miles City. They’re still too far away for most of these folks to travel to on a regular basis, though.”
