Chapter 6It was my mother. I half-jumped, half-fell down from the horse into her arms. Tears were streaming down my cheeks. She kissed me gently on the forehead, before pushing me back to get a better look.
“Mom,” relief at seeing her made my voice tremble. “I’m so glad you’re alright.”
She looked at me and laughed.
“Of course I am honey, how did you get here?”
“Well, I was,” I paused. “Escorted by this man here.”
I gestured to Grady, who tipped his hat. “Miss Helen.”
She saw the young woman passed out in the travois.
“Oh no,” she said quietly. She went to the woman, gently brushing her hair out of her face. “You kept your promise, you silly fool, I owe you for that.”
I started. “Wait, you know her?”
A man came, grabbing the horse with the travois by the bridle and leading it into
