The only times she would consent to crawl up on the horse was when they had a sizable creek to cross. By midafternoon Call came back from his walk and decided they would go ahead. It grew very dark. Let me hold him, she said, reaching for the baby.
He walked over to Jake and put a hand on his leg for a moment. Call had not recovered from his embarrassment at having been led. He was holding it together still, though he looked weary and stunned. If she ever got a chance she would kill the man, in revenge for all the painful hours she had spent watching his indifferent back.
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