Monday at noon, Cody made his way slowly down the street. The wind blew as strongly as ever, but today the sun had managed to come out, raising the temperature into the lower 50s. Even for his thin Texas blood, this felt tolerable. Glad to don his own coat, he buttoned the brown wool up to his chin.
As he walked along, his mind returned to the strange feelings he"d had the previous day. I defended Miss Heitschmidt. I told Miss Jackson there was more to a woman than her face. and I meant it. There"s something about Kristina Heitschmidt I want to get to know better. If only I could figure out what it is I do that sometimes upsets her, I"m sure I"ll be able to tease her out of it.
I defended Miss Heitschmidt. I told Miss Jackson there was more to a woman than her face. and I meant it. There
