Cowgirl Thrillers

by Barbara Neville

We start out walking our horses to warm their muscles. Sir Jacob tells Buzz an abbreviated version of our river adventures.

  I hear Wolf say, “Put all four in one room, Wolf sort it out.”

  “How?” asks Sir Jacob.

  “Injin got powers too.”

  “I believe Zeb,” I say.

  “Likely,” says Wolf. “But Annie hate Crystal, not see clearly.”

  “True. Maybe even more for the boyfriend stealing than the bank deal.”

  “But Spud much better than Mitch,” says Wolf. “And Wolf best. Annie better off.”

  “Yeah, Michael said that, too.” I nod. “Hard to not hold a grudge, what with Mitch being my first true love. And the whole wanted poster warrant deal fer the heist.”

  “Sheriff Spud arrest Annie and handcuff, but only to bedpost,” says Wolf.

  “Spud like that kinda stuff?” I ask incredulous.

  “No, not think so, only Injin humor.”

  The trail narrows and we move up to a lope as we return to a single file formation.

  Wolf, ever the scout, presses on ahead of us. His horse is in awesome physical condition.