“Mac, look at that.” Rolfe pointed to the three fresh gravesites where the town had decided the graveyard would be located. “What the hell happened?”
“I dinna.”
They had intended to be back at least a month ago, but they had to wait for the government payment and then Rolfe was asked to help in translating for the army and a band of Kiowa.
“It"s an adult grave and it looks like two children"s graves.” Rolfe slapped his horse with the reins and galloped for his house.
MacDonald stared at the graves a bit longer and turned to follow his friend. Young James and Hans were the only children in town. The two Tillman families each had wee ones, but none of the crosses had names. Perhaps someone was still working on the boards with names and dates.
He held his horse to a walk as he wanted to
