Chapter Twelve
“What a fine meal, Hannah. It’s been some time since we’ve eaten anything this tasty.”
Hannah cleared the kitchen table of dishes and offered Miss Mamie a brief smile.
“Glad you liked it.”
“Hey, you’ve been the best thing that’s happened here in the last couple of years. I should keep you around.”
“Only if I’m useful,” she answered with a warm grin.
Hannah was grateful for the woman’s generosity. If it hadn’t been for Mamie on that Godforsaken night the week before, she didn’t know what would have happened to her. She had no illusions about where she was when she dismounted her horse in the driving rainstorm and knocked on the door to the only house with the lights on. The sign in the window clearly indicated the purpose of this establishment. “Ladies Available”. Thi
