Chapter 7
By the time Roy finished his week working drag, he was ready for another river crossing. The last one had ended with most of the cowboys stripping off their clothes and taking a well-earned bath Of course, since most of them fit the definition of “boy” more than “man,” the bathing had degenerated into a free-for-all, but that had been amusing in its own right. Maybe this time Roy would join in the fun.
He’d picked out a big bay horse to ride, on Frank’s suggestion. Seems some horses took to swimming more than others, and this was supposedly one of those.
“He won’t panic if the cattle start thrashing around out there,” Frank said. “Just give him his head once he starts swimming and he’ll see you get across.”
This was evidently a trickier crossing than the last. Frank rode ahea
