When Lawton came in, he greeted her as calmly as any other morning, poured himself a cup of coffee and sat down to eat. A small shiver of disappointment swept through her. Wasn’t he even going to acknowledge that their relationship had changed? He pushed his plate away, sat staring at his coffee cup for a long moment. Finally he looked up, not quite at her.
“I’m not sure, because the run-off erased any tracks, but I have a feeling that old gray Brahma bull and his little harem got through that break in the fence up Indian Joe Canyon. I’d probably better ride up that way and look for sign. He’s liable to wander clear to Mexico if nothing turns him back.”
“I…you don’t mind if I come along, do you?”
“No, if you feel up to it, you’re welcome.” He glanced at her, his gaze barely sweeping acr
