Chapter 24

Inside, he found only Dexter and Tanner going through the pelts that Sam had brought in the day before. They looked up as he entered. Dexter smiled and came around the long table and clapped him on his shoulder.

“‘Mornin’ Sam. How are you today?”

“Good,” Sam returned, with a nod to Tanner, who had greeted him with a wave.

“How about a cup a Tanner’s coffee? If you kin call it that,” Dexter said with a laugh.

Sam was not sure what coffee was, but he accepted the offer.

Tanner walked over to the fire, where a large black pot sat on the grate. “Ain’t all that bad,” he muttered, as he poured a steaming black liquid into a tin cup. “It’s purty hot, so be careful,” he said handing Sam the cup.

“Hot’s about all that’s good about it,” said Dexter, keeping up the good-natured teasing.

“Don’t like ma cookin’, then you can just do fer yerself,” Tanner retorted as he went back to his work on the skins.