Roots and Branches

Sometimes Love Means Letting Go – Part 7

Posted by on Jan 25, 2019 in Roots and Branches, Short Stories, Sometimes Love Means Letting Go | 0 comments

Sometimes Love Means Letting Go – Part 7

[Previous] Wednesday, April 9, 1902   It was Daddy’s 40th birthday, and Uncle Logan and Uncle Lewis had come up from Denver for the occasion. Rose always liked it when the twins visited, because they told the best stories about being private detectives. It was like having Sherlock Holmes, her favorite character, as a member of the family. Dinner was over and everyone had settled down to talk in the gathering room. Rose was curled up in the big overstuffed chair that had belonged to Grandpa Rob. The leather was worn and soft and its proximity to the huge stone fireplace made it a warm,...

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Sometimes Love Means Letting Go – Part 6

Posted by on Jan 21, 2019 in Roots and Branches, Short Stories, Sometimes Love Means Letting Go | 1 comment

Sometimes Love Means Letting Go – Part 6

[Previous] Mr. Jim was as good as his word. Sandy was included into life at the Sixty Seven far more easily than he’d expected. In fact, as the responsibility for running the ranch settled even more firmly on Jon and Kat’s shoulders, he found himself spending a great deal of his time and energies wrangling an adventurous gaggle of youngsters. The eldest were of course Rose and Jackson. Jordana—Rafe and Rachel Marshall’s daughter—was a year younger than those two. Her brother David was two years behind her. Roberta was the baby of the group, born just a few weeks after Da had died. Jackson...

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Sometimes Love Means Letting Go – Part 5

Posted by on Jan 18, 2019 in Roots and Branches, Short Stories, Sometimes Love Means Letting Go | 0 comments

Sometimes Love Means Letting Go – Part 5

[Previous] Sandy was forever grateful he’d talked to his father that day, that he’d swallowed his too‑prickly pride and taken the time to make things right between them, because two days later his da was gone forever. The next few months passed in a blur of pain and grief. While he’d never been close to his father, losing him still left a gaping hole inside. Watching his mama was worse. Seeing her struggle to make it through each day hurt all the more as he had a dim idea of how lost she must feel—even four and half years later the ache of Raven’s death still hadn’t faded. And we had only...

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Sometimes Love Means Letting Go – Part 4

Posted by on Jan 15, 2019 in Roots and Branches, Short Stories, Sometimes Love Means Letting Go | 0 comments

Sometimes Love Means Letting Go – Part 4

[Previous] Saturday, July 25, 1896   It was three days before Mama’s 50th birthday, and Sandy was heading home after far too long away. He’d seen no one since turning off the Laramie road some time ago. That didn’t surprise him, as the long drive that led to the big house was only accessible through the back corner of Creighton’s land. He was passing between Mr. Jim’s cabin and the stable when a young girl darted out of the stable’s open door and planted herself in his path. “Stop!” She was a little thing, couldn’t have been more than four or five years old. Her face was tanned, her...

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Sometimes Love Means Letting Go – Part 3

Posted by on Jan 9, 2019 in Roots and Branches, Short Stories, Sometimes Love Means Letting Go | 0 comments

Sometimes Love Means Letting Go – Part 3

[Previous] After breakfast, Sandy went out to check on Stepper. Not that Mr. Jim would have done a bad job with him, but Sandy had been taught from the time he was old enough to know what a horse was that a good rider always made sure his mount was taken care of. Because the storm was still blowing fiercely, he took the tunnel from the house to the barn. ‘Who digs a tunnel under their front yard,’ he remembered demanding of his da when they’d starting digging it. Robert Black’s face had been grave. ‘Someone who’s lived through more than one Wyoming winter,’ he’d said. ‘Someday you might be...

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Sometimes Love Means Letting Go – Part 2

Posted by on Jan 7, 2019 in Roots and Branches, Short Stories, Sometimes Love Means Letting Go | 0 comments

Sometimes Love Means Letting Go – Part 2

[Previous] It feels odd to be wearing anything other than buckskin and furs, Sandy thought to himself as he made his way down the hall toward the kitchen. There were voices coming from inside. He hesitated in the doorway, but the only people there were those he’d seen last night—Mama, Kat, and Jon, seated around the worktable and eating. His sister was holding Jackson and attempting to eat one-handed. She looked even more tired than she had yesterday but her eyes smiled at Sandy as he entered. His brother-in-law had Rose cradled on his long legs, her head secure in his big hands, and was...

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