Chapter 24Friday morning, Ethan and I drove the buckboard down a muddy road largely free of snow toward town. We planned to meet Rachel Ann and Ides at the train station. We’d board the train while they would use the wagon to go to the farm. Upon our return from the reservation, we’d reverse the procedure. I’d elected to take the wagon because I emptied our cool room to pack along on our trip. Hunger was an ever-present problem on the reservation.
As we made our way down Main, I was again delayed by someone stepping into the street. This time it was Asa Peeler.
“Mr. Strobaw. How fortuitous. I was preparing to ride out and request that you sit for a photograph when I saw you coming down the road. This must be the visit to your wife you told me about.”
I didn’t bother to answer, but that
