Chapter 107

“Salida is too tired to make that trip, Georgie. Socks can carry you.” The pony was almost as tall as Salida. “Here.” Noelle handed him her hat. She must have overheard what he’d said.

“Thanks, Noelle.” He put it on and tucked his hair under it. “How do I look?”

“Like you did back home. Be careful, Georgie.”

He pulled her into a hug. “I will. I promise.” His heart tugged as he realized he’d just given her the same vow he’d given their Mama. “I’ll be back in a couple of hours. You two are in charge.” He hugged Charlie. “I’m so proud of you. Stay safe.”

“We will.”

He adjusted the stirrups and swung onto Socks’s back, then rubbed her neck. “All right, girl. Let’s go.”

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Except for the lights and the tinny music coming from the saloon, the town was dark and quiet. George rode behind the shops until he came to the building with the barred window. He urged Socks as close as she could get, then kicked free of the stirrups, got his feet onto the saddle, and rose.