She stood and looked around the foyer she had shared with her husband. “No. I think the inn would be good. I have said my goodbyes here already. I’m ready to leave now.”
“Ok. Let’s get going then. I have my sons with me to help load your luggage onto the buggy.”
She laughed softly. “Were you planning on me telling you I would go, James?” She smiled again at his sheepish smile.
“I was hoping ma’am. Both my brother and his daughter could really use the help if you know what I mean.” She didn’t have any clue what he was talking about, but she knew that she would soon find out. She also knew that James was looking out for her as well. He had made sure she had somewhere to go and wasn’t living on the streets somewhere. He was a good man and she was glad to say she could call him friend.
* * * * *
The next morning she made her way downstairs and to the stagecoach that was waiting. She had a quick breakfast earlier in her room and looked at what was to be her ride across the country. It was little more than a covered wagon.
“Howdy ma’am. I’m Wayne and I’ll be your guide across to the west. You can either sit up front or in the wagon whichever you prefer when we join the others. Unfortunately for your safety I will ask you to sit in the wagon until then. It is going to be a fast and dusty ride until we meet up with them. It will be better if a woman is not seen while we are alone just in case we come across anyone.” The man looked at her with a toothy grin. He had to be old enough to be her father. She sighed when she thought of putting her life in this man’s hands.
The journey across the land and into the next town was very bumpy. It could have been from how fast they were going. It also could have been from how she had to sit in the back. After they met up with the others in the wagon train she began to make friends with many of the women traveling across the rugged terrain as she was. She was happy to make friends especially when it came to dinner. She may have found a way to cook, but she was nowhere as good as some of the women on the wagon train.
After spending weeks in the wagon and with the rest of the wagon train she finally reached her destination. They had reached the lines of Colorado and right outside Denver where the little town sat. She quickly booked a room at the inn and took a long hot bath before sinking into a real bed. She would head out to the ranch the following morning. One of the men in town had a delivery for Craig and had offered to give her a ride. She had bought some things in the store to take with her as well. She smiled when she thought of her new life. She was a little worried about what would happen next but if Craig was anything like his brother then she knew she would be safe.
Clara looked out at the expanse of beautiful land in front of her. They had just come through the gate of the ranch and in front of her sat a small log cabin. There was a man standing by the doorway that she assumed was Craig. As they got closer she noticed just how handsome he was. His dark hair curled around his temple and over his ears. His dark eyes shone as they looked at her. Their eyes met for a few brief seconds before she averted her gaze to look around.
“Robert. Thanks for bringing that out here.”
“Well I wouldn’t necessarily call her a that you know. Come on now boy. Your momma taught you some manners. This is Clara Sterling. Clara this is Craig Wilson.”
The older man from the store helped her down from the wagon and she turned to look at the man across from her. “It’s nice to meet you, Mr. Wilson.”
“And you as well Ms. Sterling.”
“Lexi! Get out here and say hello.”
Chapter 2 – Meeting the Family
Just then a young girl about 10 years old came bounding out of the house. Her reddish brown hair laid in ragged curls down her back. She had on trousers and a shirt that was stained brown with dirt and mud. Her face was covered in a frown among the dark smudges of dirt.
“Hello Lexi. I’m Clara.”
The little girl crept behind her father’s leg without saying a word. Before anyone could say anything else to her she bounded off towards the woods.
Craig watched his daughter run and then turned to look at Clara again. “I’m sorry. She really is a good girl she just doesn’t get to be around many people with us being way out here. If you give me a minute I’ll go fetch her.
“Please, Mr. Sterling that’s really unnecessary. I am sure she will come around when she is up to it.” She gave him a smile of reassurance.
He nodded at her. “I’m sure you’re right. I cleared out the bedroom for you. I will stay in the loft with Lexi. Please come in. It’s not much, but its home.”
She smiled at him and started to follow him in when his hands lifted the suitcases up. “I’m sure it’s lovely.” She looked around the home as she walked through the door. With a good scrubbing of the place, it really would be a lovely home. There were only a few furnishings in the small room including a couple rocking chairs and a table with chairs where she assumed they ate. She had seen a couple rocking chairs on the front porch as well. There was a ladder on one side that led up to the loft and then there was a door that must have led into the bedroom where he carried her luggage. She looked around at the home. This was where she would be living for a while. She didn’t know what life had in store for her but as she looked around she became excited about her new life.
“Well, that’s all of it. I hate to just up and leave you when you just got here, but I need to get to the fields. Please make yourself at home Ms. Sterling and get settled.”
“Thank you but please call me Clara.”
He smiled briefly as he looked at her. “If you will call me Craig.”
Smiling back she nodded. “Deal.”
Clara watched him walk from the house and then turned back around to look at the house again. First she needed some water.
It had taken her all day long, but she looked around at the home she now lived in. The place looked entirely different now that it was scrubbed clean. She looked down at herself and groaned. Making her way to the back of the house, she pumped water into the bowl there and began to rinse her hands and arms before wiping down her neck and over her face. She immediately felt better. Turning she stopped dead in her tracks at the sight she saw. There was Craig in the fields. He had removed his shirt and wore nothing but his trousers. She could see his muscles straining as he stood up and put his hands on his back and stretched. He must have felt her eyes on him because he turned at that second and his eyes met hers. Embarrassed she had been caught staring at him she quickly ducked inside the home.
She began to look around the kitchen for something she could make for dinner and she found some vegetables and a small hunk of meat. Rummaging through the stuff she had just stacked up neat, she grabbed out a pot and had vegetable beef soup on in a matter of minutes. Finding the flour, she began to prepare the dough for biscuits. Soon the house began to simmer with the aroma of food. Smiling, she quickly ran into the bedroom to gather her spices she had brought. What she saw made her gasp out loud. The room was small but elegant and pretty. There was a large vanity on one side and a large bed in one corner.
She came back into the kitchen humming as she finished up on dinner. She heard the door open behind her and spun around. It was Craig, but he had replaced his shirt. Lexi was on his heels as well.
“It smells good in here.” He smiled at her. She ducked her head in embarrassment with the compliment. Her husband had been so sick and she had been alone most of the time that she rarely heard any compliments anymore.
“Thanks. I filled the basin outside with fresh water so you two could clean up for dinner.” She looked at him pointedly. Ducking his head a little he nodded and grabbed Lexi’s hand.
Clara smiled as she heard their conversation.
“But daddy do we have to clean up? We never did before she came.”
“We did with your momma. You mind your manners. You wouldn’t have second guessed what your momma told you to do.”
“I just don’t see why we have to be so clean.
And did you see the house? What she go and do something like that for? I mean it was fine just the way we had it wasn’t it Pa?”
“It may have been before but not anymore. I kind of like having real food don’t you? It smells like vegetable soup in there. Isn’t that better than cold meat and bread that we get from town already made?”
“I don’t know. I kinda like it being us two. Like two peas in a pod you always say.”
“Yes, but some pods have three peas, Lexi.”
“Seems crowded to me in that pod.” The girl’s voice was gruff.
“Stop your fussing. You don’t cause her no trouble, Lexi Marie. Do you hear me? She came a long way to help us out. Understand?”
“Yes, Pa. I promise not even no frogs or snakes in her bed and I promise I won’t try and scare her away.”
“You’re a good girl Lexi and you need a woman around to help you fix your hair and stuff.”
“What’s wrong with my hair? And she’ll just make me wash it like Ma used to. I mean I liked it when ma did it. She was different wasn’t she Pa?”
“Yes she was honey. Now come on. Let’s go give Clara the gratitude she deserves.”
“Yes sir.”
Clara looked up when they came through the doorway. “The place looks amazing Clara thank you. Did you get settled in alright?”
“Yes I did. Thank you.” She acknowledged but she hadn’t even stepped into the bedroom except to grab the spices. It would be something she would have to tackle tomorrow. She watched as they both sat down at the table.
Clara began to eat the soup in front of her and looked over at Lexi. She took a small bite and the girl’s eyes widened with delight. “This soup is really good uh Pa. Wow.”
“I’m glad you like it. I used some spice that I brought with me from back home.”
“It is amazing Clara thank you. We will have to get more of those spices sent in.” He smiled at her as he tore a piece of his biscuit off to dip into the bowl. After filling his bowl twice and Lexi’s once she began to clean up the dishes. They both carried their dishes to the sink. He stood behind her and she could feel the heat radiate off of his body onto her own. “We normally go outside and sit after dinner. Lexi’s tries to catch lightning flies and I use my pipe. We would like it if you would join us.”
She turned to smile at him and almost ran right into him. She sucked in a breath. “I would like that a lot. Thank you.”
They sat in the two rocking chairs and watched Lexi play in the yard. Clara saw herself on that porch rocking when she was older. The life in the west may be hard but it was peaceful. It was simple and less stressful. She didn’t need to compare herself to other women or try to outdo them. She simply had to be herself and enjoy life. Not to mention it was absolutely breathtaking out there. She was amazed at how different it was from the city. The air smelled so clean and fresh. She took a big whiff and caught on the scent of the pipe in the man’s mouth next to her. She remembered Liam and how he smoked his pipe in the foyer at night while she curled up with a good book in front of the fire. It had been so peaceful and comfortable to just share the silence together.
“I’m sorry does the pipe bother you. I can put it out.”
She looked over to see his worried look. “No. To tell you the truth I have missed the smell. My husband used to smoke his after dinner as well.”
“James told me about your husband. I am sorry for your loss.”
“Yes. It was hard. Still is. I am sorry for yours as well. I always think that people don’t really understand. I guess you do, though.” She looked over at him sadly.
He sighed deeply as he looked out at the yard where Lexi was hopping around trying to catch lightning bugs inside her hands. Her laughter could be heard across the yard and Clara watched him. “It is definitely harder than people think. And yes unfortunately I understand all too well. I would say that you will eventually get over it but you won’t. I miss Sierra every day but it does get easier with time. You will see that you will remember the little things. The small things you took for granted. Her laughter, her smile, the way she said good morning and the way she looked sitting just as you are now. That is the memories you remember and miss the most. The little things such as your husband smoking a pipe every evening.”
She smiled sadly as she thought of what he said and realized that he was right. It was the small things in their marriage that she remembered the most. His smile and the way he used to call her his precious before he left every morning. It all came back to her and a smile spread across her face.
“I see you agree.” She turned to see him smiling in her direction.
“I have to say you are right. It is sad but it is also good to remember as well.”
“Yeah it is.”
“Look daddy I got one. Look. Look.” Lexi came bounding up the stairs to show off her treasure. “Look Clara.”
Chapter 3 – A Family Glow
Coming over to peek in between her little hands she smiled when she saw the little light coming from inside. “Wow. Look at that.” She laughed as she looked at the tiny bug in wonder. She had never in her life seen such a thing. Her reddish blond hair fell in front of her face and she impatiently swept it behind her ear. “I have never seen such a bug.”
“You ain’t never seen a fire fly before?”
She laughed at the shocked look on the little girls face. “No, I can’t really say that I have. We don’t have them in Ireland.”
“Where’s Ireland?” The little girl tried the name out on her tongue.
“It is a beautiful land across the big ocean. That is where I came from originally. It is beautiful. With dark green grass and sheep everywhere.”
“Wow. I would like to visit this place one day. But no lightning bugs. Guess there are some things that you
“Yes Lexi there are.”
“Ok. Let him go, Lexi, then it’s off to bed with you.”
“Oh Pa. Do I have to go to bed?”
“Yes. Off with you young lady. I’ll be up in a minute.”
Clara laid in the bed inside the bedroom some time later and smiled before she drifted off. That night she slept better than she had in over a year.
It had been weeks since she had come to the ranch and Clara began to feel herself fitting in. She was sitting on the porch one day when she saw Lexi come up behind her. She felt the small of her hand caress her braid slowly. It now reached to her waist and she found it easier to just braid it out here.
“I like your hair.”
“Thank you, Lexi.”
“My momma used to braid my hair, but I never learned how she did it. I liked it, though. She would let me sit in her chair in the bedroom when she did it.”
“If you want Lexi, I can braid your hair.”
“Really?”
“But you have to do something for me.”
The little girl stepped back so that she could look at her. There was a frown on her face as she looked at the older woman sceptically. “What’s that?”
“You have to take a bath.”
“Oh man. I knew it. You’re like momma. You want me to be clean first. She used to help me with my bath, though. Would you help me?”
“I would love to. Come on. We’ll heat up some water and get out that old tub I saw in the corner of the living room.”
“Really? A hot bath?”
“Yes. And if you would like I have some lavender oil I can put into it.”
“Wow. Ok. You got a deal.” The little girl stuck out her hand and smiling Clara took it and shook it.
It was some time later that Lexi wondered if she had made the right decision. It had taken them a long time to fill the tub and then even longer for Clara to scrub her clean and scrub her she did. It seemed like she had layers of dust and dirt. Finally Lexi sat in the small chair in front of the mirror. She looked through the mirror at the woman he tried to get a comb through the knots in her hair. It took a couple hours but she finally had her hair clean and combed through.
Taking up the ends she looked through the mirror and smiled at the young girl before she began to braid her hair. The long braid laid against Lexi’s back.
“Wow. It is great. It looks like how momma did it.”
“You are a beautiful young girl Lexi. You should show it off more. You will be a young lady soon and then you will want to marry a nice young man. How about a nice dress?”
“No way. I’m not wearing no frilly and foo foo dress. No way, no how.”
“Ok. We will take one step at a time.”
Later on Lexi was standing beside her kneading dough when Craig came through the door. “Clara, have you seen Lexi? I haven’t seen her all day. Oh.” His eyes widened when he looked over at the table where Lexi was kneading the dough. “Wow. Lexi, you look beautiful.”
“Thank you Pa. And you know what? Clara said she will do my hair every day. It’s just like how momma used to do it.” As she heard Clara clear her voice she made a face and went on. “That is she said if I keep it clean. Every day Pa. She said I have to take a bath every day. Don’t know how I’m gonna do it but we made a deal and she made me shake on it.” Flour puffed out as the little girl folded her arms in despair.
“That’s good. You need to.” His laughter died when Clara went on.
“Good. You will show a good example by doing the same thing.” Clara’s word cut through.
“You mean Pa is going to take a bath everyday too. Like when momma was here. She made him take one before he ate.”
“That is perfect Lexi.” Clara smiled as Craig scowled down at his daughter. He had come in happy and it seemed that the tables had turned on him. “I can warm you a bath or you can go to the river whichever you prefer. We can start tonight.”
“Fine.” It was the only word he said before stomping from the house.
It became a routine every day. That day, however, Craig came in earlier with a visitor. The man was about their age and smiled over at her.
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