The DrifterChapter 17
Oh, the wayward wind is a restless wind A restless wind that yearns to wander... “Joss, I have never had as much enjoyment on a trail drive as we’ve had on this one. When we get to Cheyenne and deliver this herd, I’m going to take some of my winnings and put all of us up for a night at a hotel. John told me he was buying steaks for everyone with some of his winnings,” Mr. Charlie told me. On my map, it showed to be about two hundred and fifty miles or so from Deer Trail up to Cheyenne. Mr....