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about. "You shouldn't have done so much. I'll be here such a short time."
"It'll be close to two months before I can get away. You need to be comfortable during that
time." He carried her valise over to the clothespress and set it on the floor. "You probably want to
put your own stuff away. Your trunk with the linens in it is over there," he pointed to the front wall.
"I put your empty clothes trunk out in the barn. Just no place for it in here."
"You spent so much money."
He looked embarrassed by that comment. "Aw--there's plenty --to get through the time you'll
be here. I gotta put the wagon away."
When she was alone, Victoria went over to examine the new screen. Stepping through an
opening next to the cabin wall, she found herself in a closet-like space, with inner walls a little higher
than her head. The hip tub filled most of the floor space. Several pegs had been mounted on the
wall to hang towels or clothing on.
Stepping out of the enclosure, she looked around the room again. While she wouldn't call the
place comfortable, she could stand to live here for a couple of months.
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Victoria busied herself putting her clothes away, then started rearranging the kitchen shelves,
putting all the cans on one shelf, pots and pans on another.
Hawk came in before she'd finished. "What are you doing."
"I thought it would be more convenient like this. You don't mind if I put these pots down
lower, do you?"
"No, you do anything you want. It's your place--as long as you're here. What about some
lunch?"
"Martha sent freshly baked bread and sliced beef. Would sandwiches be all right?"
"Fine. Where's the bread? I'll slice it."
"I can do it."
"You do the insides."
She stood beside him, and they prepared the sandwiches together. "I'll fix a hot meal for supper.
Will Carlos eat with us?"
"He will if I ask him."
"Ask him, then."
"How about Jack? They're working together today."
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Not sure that she wanted her first solo dinner to be so large, Victoria reluctantly nodded.
Hawk must have sensed her uncertainty. "You don't have to fix anything fancy for those two."
Victoria decided frying ham, boiling potatoes, and heating canned green beans would be a
simple meal to prepare, but what would she do about bread? Did she dare try biscuits? Martha had
complimented the last batch she'd mixed, but heating an oven to the proper temperature was still
something of a mystery. Martha had said she could only learn to do it through experience, so
Victoria decided she might as well start getting that experience.
Jack and Carlos rode in as the sun set. Victoria made the men wait outside, until she had
everything arranged just the way she wanted. Then she removed the apron Martha had given her,
wiped the perspiration from her brow, and graciously invited them to the table.
She hadn't turned the biscuits quickly enough, and they were too brown on the left side, but no
one mentioned it. In fact, Jack effusively praised her efforts, calling Martha Benson a miracle
worker.
Carlos didn't say anything, but his hearty appetite spoke for itself. When he'd finished eating, he
stood, said, "Muchas gracias, buenas noches," and left.
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Victoria sighed. "Is he ever going to talk to me?"
"He will when he gets to know you better," Hawk reassured.
Jack chuckled. "Don't feel bad about it. He don't talk to me unless there's a snake crawling up
his leg, and he wants me to get it off."
Victoria poured more coffee, and asked about Jack's coming marriage.
"Yeah, I'm finally taking the big step. You're gonna to be there, ain't you?"
"Am I invited?"
"Didn't Hawk tell you? Since I stood up with him, I'm making him do the same for me."
"When's it to be?"
"Sunday after the regular church service."
"That soon?"
Hawk chuckled. "He don't want to give the widow a chance to change her mind."
"Tell me about your bride. Alice, isn't it?" Victoria asked.
"She's a widow with two children, but I reckon, this is the only way I'll get a family." Jack took
a sip of coffee. "Funny thing is, I never thought I wanted one, until I met Alice. Somehow, that
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