“I think he went a very happy man,” I said.“Why? What did he say?”“He said she reminded him of you. And that he will come back again.”“P...or idiot. After so many years he still thinks he was my first.”“He wasn’t?” Brooke asked as both of us stared at Mom.“Of course not, dear. Your dad was. Your grandfather told him I was all innocent just to make him pay more.”“But what about the blood?” I asked.“Oh, red paste took care of that. It was your grandma’s idea.”“Then you should have told this to. Now she was planning on knowing them even better.She called out to them."Here Shep! Here Goliath!" She called out. "Come on over to Betty."Hearing their names, they both got up and tentatively approached her. Once close enough, Betty grabbed Goliath and reached under his belly to take inventory."Good lord! That belongs on a horse," Midge exclaimed. "They picked the right name when they called you Goliath."Then she did the same thing to the Shepherd. Though his was smaller, no surprise, it was. Aaron commented that we would need a good road between Fort Crius, Clear Creek Hot Springs, Mountain Mesa, and any other areas we found.July 29I got back to Fort Crius today. Aaron and the others had stayed in Clear Creek Hot Springs. Despite having been gone only three days, sixty-two more men had arrived, looking for work. I showed them the start of the route the wagons took to Clear Creek Hot Springs and explained macadamizing to them. Knowing we would need roads and streets, I had brought. ‘Fuck.’ Every time she moved an ache went through her so she just tried to sit as still as possible. Ethan sat directly across the table from Gabi and he smiled at her once she looked up. He nodded a ‘hello’ to her from across the table. His chocolate brown eyes bore into hers, looking dejected, yet still harboring a mischievous glint. His appearance was pretty much the same as before he left — same wild black hair, and same slim frame. The only thing that did look different was that he wore a.