Dedicated to Annie, solving the puzzle of the �mysterious� Francie...a follow up for: FUGITIVE ROAD, and SHADOW OF THE PAST. In the Laramie story section, speaking about Francie, Annie said �go figure...� so I did.
Chapter One- Evening
Jess looked up over his shoulders, the last of the huge white clouds had slowly passed on...he kind of missed them, they reminded him of the timber line, a special place where mountains seem to touch sky...they had been with him at the Sherman Ranch all day, �playing� way above his head, a treat that he treasured in his heart.
Jess lowered his head, and headed for the house, sun was just starting to set, here it was, evening already. It had been a good day, just a regular one; an early breakfast of biscuits & bacon and of course, coffee. Yeah, good coffee he thought. He had patched up a few things, done the same ol� chores, took care of the stage, and horses. Yep, the usual, but Slim was gone...Daisy and Mike too, that was a little unusual considering they left only 1 hour ago. Kind�a last minute though, to be spending the night with Daisy�s friend and new baby, they just grabbed up a few things and left in a flurry of commotion. He could expect them back just before noon tomorrow.
Jess stepped up onto the porch and listened to the sound of his own boot steps on the wood as he walked into the house. Daisy had left him his �memory food�. He reheated the food, the food that he ate so often in the panhandle. He took some of Daisy�s biscuits and stuffed them with fried potatoes & bacon.
It was nice of her to make it for him, he thought, as he stepped outside into the evening. Oh no, forgot some coffee...best to get it now, then I can sit a spell and watch the stars come out. He made the quick trip back in and out, and then set it all on his make-shift bench. He then sat back into the chair and let his body relax...and he thought...he thought about Francie. She had just left with Ben yesterday. She still lingered in his mind as she had lingered in his field of vision on the far end of the road yesterday, as the wagon had disappeared out of sight. Francie and Ben, on their way west.