Hard to ChewChapter 24
Mary was beside herself with happiness. Everything, simply everything was going so well. No longer did she find herself fretting about her future. The daylight hours sped by in anticipation of the night. When she found a handful of dainty, yellow daisy-like blooms tucked against the rock canyon wall just down the trail to Jenny's corral she searched the small lean-to at the side of the cabin for anything that might hold water and flowers. An old rusty tin lay discarded in a corner. Her step...