Once they reached Wyland Farms, she had given up fighting him. The idea of having Jack Wallace stay at her home excited her. And, maybe it would be good to have him there, in case something did go down between the Dawsons and the McDougals. He got off his horse, and turned to help her down. “I see you have accepted my aid,” he said, holding her waist as she got down. She regretted his removing his hand, wishing it would stay there. “Yeah,” she began, “I decided that it would be easier just to let you stay. Besides, you did save my life.” She led him to the front door, and let him in. Her house wasn’t much, a kitchen, dining room, and family home, with a bathroom and her bedroom down the hall.
“It isn’t much, but its home. You’re welcome to sleep on the couch. Please, make yourself comfor
