I thought the tribes around here were friendly," she said, her eyes widening as she looked up at Caleb. His broad shoulders moved in a shrug. "If there's one thing I've learned about the red man, it's that he's unpredictable." Lily bit her lower lip, thinking of all the nights ahead, when she would be alone on her little farm with no one to protect her. Caleb favored her with an indulgent smile. "You don't need to worry, Lily. You're safe as long as you don't go wandering off into the countryside by yourself." The reassurance didn't help. How on earth could she run a homestead single-handedly and not be alone? "I'll just have to buy a rifle and practice my shooting," she reflected aloud. Even though they hadn't quite reached the valley, Caleb stopped the rig again. "What did you say?" he asked. Lily sighed. "I want to practice shooting. I used to hunt grouse with Rupert, and-" Caleb was staring at her as though she'd just said she planned to ride to the stars on a moonbeam. "A lady's got no business fooling with a weapon," he interrupted. Lily sat up very straight. "You're certainly entitled to your opinion, Major Halliday," she said primly, "however antiquated and stupid it might be." Caleb started the rig rolling again with a lurch, slapping the reins down on the horse's back. "What would you want with a gun?" he asked after a few moments had passed. Although Lily knew her answer would start more trouble, she could no longer hold it back. "I'll need it for hunting, of course-and to protect myself, should the need arise. I mean to farm for a living, you see." "By yourself?" There was a note of marvel in Caleb's voice. "By myself," Lily confirmed as the horse and buggy topped a grassy knoll.
( Linda Lael Miller )
[ Lily and the Major ]
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