{"id":11354,"date":"2014-05-01T17:09:02","date_gmt":"2014-05-01T21:09:02","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/?p=11354"},"modified":"2026-03-11T07:24:17","modified_gmt":"2026-03-11T11:24:17","slug":"if-these-walls-could-talk","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/?p=11354","title":{"rendered":"If These Walls Could Talk (by JoanS)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Summary: The task of reroofing the barn brings back various memories for each of the Cartwrights.<\/p>\n<p>Rating: K (9,000 words)<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>If These Walls Could Talk<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>\u2018Joseph, bring those shingles over here please,\u2019 said Ben irritably. \u2018And watch where you\u2019re going.\u2019<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Joe gave his father a grin and scrunched on over to him on his backside, pushing the pile of shingles in front of him. \u2018Here ya go Pa,\u2019 he said brightly. \u2018This enough?\u2019<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u2018For now,\u2019 said Ben. \u2018Hand me some of those nails.\u2019<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u2018I don\u2019t see why we have to replace this whole side of the roof,\u2019 said Joe as he handed his father the requested nails. \u2018Why don\u2019t we just do that bit over there that\u2019s leaking?\u2019<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u2018This whole side needs repairing,\u2019 called out Adam from his side of the barn roof. \u2018If you\u2019d take a proper look, you\u2019d see that for yourself.\u2019<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Joe examined the shingles in front of him. \u2018I suppose so,\u2019 he said. \u2018After all it\u2019s \u2026\u2019 he scratched his head as he tried to work it out. \u2018How long ago did you build it Pa?\u2019 he asked.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u2018It\u2019ll be twenty-two years come this September,\u2019 replied his father as he hammered. \u2018It\u2019s held up quite well, considering.\u2019<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u2018Considering what?\u2019<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Ben glanced over at Adam and they both laughed. \u2018Considering that we didn\u2019t have the best quality materials when we first built it,\u2019 replied his father.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Adam sat back on his heels and wiped the sweat from his brow. \u2018I seem to remember that you were hard-pressed to get enough materials to finish the job at all,\u2019 he said.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u2018That\u2019s true enough,\u2019 said his father. \u2018I had to make do with what I could find initially and then build it bit by bit. These shingles were taken from the original roof and put up here later on when we extended it.\u2019<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u2018Didn\u2019t you build it all at the one time?\u2019 asked Little Joe. He couldn\u2019t remember a time when the barn hadn\u2019t been there and so it was news to him that it hadn\u2019t been built all at once.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u2018No,\u2019 said Adam. \u2018Pa built just one storey at first. The loft was added on later to make it two stories. So was the tack room. It really wasn\u2019t that big at first.\u2019<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u2018How come?\u2019<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u2018Pa just told you. He couldn\u2019t afford it.\u2019<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Ben sat up and smiled at his two sons. \u2018Are you two going to discuss this all day or are you actually going to get some work done?\u2019 he asked playfully. Adam grinned back at his father before picking up his hammer again and Joe rolled his eyes before going back to his section of the roof. Ben gave a short chuckle as he started work again. As he hammered, his thoughts went back to another time many years ago when this barn had been the focus of his world for a while.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;-<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018Put some more nails in the bucket before I pull it up please son.\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Adam scurried to do as his father bid him, filling the bucket up to the brim before tugging on the string. \u2018Pull er up Pa!\u2019 he called importantly and watched as the bucket ascended to the roof. He glanced over at Hoss who was busy eating some stalks of hay as he sat on the ground beside him, and frowned. He knew that he was doing an important job for Pa and that if he wasn\u2019t down here looking after Hoss while his father was hammering the shingles onto the roof, that the toddler could get into trouble, but where he really wanted to be was up there on the roof with Pa, helping. It wasn\u2019t as if it was that high after all! Instead he had to stay down here and watch Hoss, while hammering in the loose boards that Pa had started to put on the walls.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Adam stood back and looked at the structure in front of him, with a great deal of satisfaction. \u2018It\u2019s really taking shape now, Pa!\u2019 he called up to his father.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018Sure is!\u2019 Ben replied. He glanced up at the sky. \u2018We\u2019ll have it done before the weather turns bad in a few weeks, I\u2019m sure.\u2019 <\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018Then Rusty and Alice will have somewhere nice and warm to live, won\u2019t they Pa?\u2019 said Adam, glancing over at their sole horse and cow.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018They sure will,\u2019 said Ben. He glanced up at the sky again, mentally calculating how many hours he\u2019d have to work each day to make sure that it happened in time. Winter was fast approaching and there was no way that the animals would survive it without some kind of shelter. As well as the horse and their cow, he had invested in a few chickens and now wanted to get some pigs as well \u2026 not to mention another horse if he could afford it next year. <\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>He looked over at the small building that the three of them called home and sighed. The barn was going to be so much bigger even than their own dwelling, but he justified it in his mind knowing that the animals were going to need the space eventually, if his dream of adding to the livestock were to become reality. There was no point building a smaller structure and having to add to it later &#8230; Ben had reasoned that he would rather have spent the extra time on it now than have to do it at a later date \u2026 but it was hard to listen to the advice of all his neighbours who thought he was plain crazy to build something so big when he had so little livestock to put into it. <\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>But Ben Cartwright had a vision of the future and that vision included many animals that would one day need to be sheltered. He and his boys would survive in the small cabin for a while longer. One day they would have the large house that he planned to build, but at the moment the barn had to take first priority.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>He looked down at the small dark head below him and smiled to see the concentration on Adam\u2019s face as he nailed in plank after plank of the wooden walls. He knew that the boy wanted to be up here with him on the roof \u2026 after all it was far more exciting than simply working on the walls \u2026 but Ben preferred his son to have his two feet firmly planted on the ground. He glanced over at Hoss and waved to him, smiling as he saw the toddler grin up at him and wave back. He was so lucky that the little boy was so placid and that Adam was so good at watching over his brother. He didn\u2019t know what he would have done if it weren\u2019t so.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>He knew that he\u2019d become quite obsessed with the barn lately, but he didn\u2019t really know how else he was to get the job done. Every waking moment that he didn\u2019t have to spend on other chores, or looking after the boys, was spent up here working on the building and now he was beginning to see the fruits of his labours. He nodded in satisfaction as he began to hammer the shingles again. Yes, it would be well worth the effort, for this barn would see the Cartwrights through many years to come.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;-<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u2018It\u2019s funny how I thought the original barn was so big at the time,\u2019 Ben mused as he worked. \u2018It really wasn\u2019t more than a few years before I was taking the roof off and building the loft on top of it though.\u2019 He peered down into the hole that he\u2019d made by taking out some of the broken shingles. \u2018That reminds me boys,\u2019 he said. \u2018We must get the loft cleaned out before haying season starts again.\u2019<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Joe gave his father a sharp look. \u2018I\u2019ll do it for you Pa,\u2019 he said.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Adam looked up. \u2018Huh?\u2019 he said. \u2018Since when have you begun volunteering for work?\u2019<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Joe pouted. \u2018I\u2019m only trying to be helpful, is all,\u2019 he said. \u2018If you don\u2019t want me to do it then \u2026\u2019<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u2018Don\u2019t pay your brother any mind, son,\u2019 interrupted his father. \u2018You may have the job of clearing out the loft with my blessing.\u2019 He thought for a moment. \u2018Now didn\u2019t you score the job last year as well, Joseph?\u2019<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Joe grinned at his father. \u2018Sure did,\u2019 he said. \u2018I don\u2019t mind doing it again though.\u2019 He smiled at Adam and went back to hammering, noting the dark look that his eldest brother gave him before returning to his own work. Joe breathed a sigh of relief as he hammered. He didn\u2019t know how he\u2019d got away with hiding the scorch marks for so long really, but however long he was able to do it suited him just fine. Cleaning out the loft was a small price to pay, if it meant that his father didn\u2019t find out what had happened that night a couple of years ago.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;-<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018You got it?\u2019 said Seth Pruitt eagerly as Joe climbed up to the top of the loft ladder.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Joe returned the grin that his friend gave him. \u2018Sure did,\u2019 he said, holding out a small brown bag. \u2018It was easy.\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Seth grabbed it from him, but Joe quickly grabbed it back again. \u2018Hang on,\u2019 he said. \u2018I\u2019m the one who got it, so I should be allowed to have first try, don\u2019t ya think?<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018All right,\u2019 replied Seth. \u2018But hurry up, will ya? I wanna see what it\u2019s like.\u2019 He watched as Joe undid the paper bag and tipped the dark tobacco out onto the floor. \u2018You sure ya Pa won\u2019t miss it?\u2019 he asked as Joe began to dip into his pockets. <\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018Nah!\u2019 He\u2019s got plenty of this stuff for his pipe. I\u2019ve just been taking it a little bit at a time is all \u2026 plus some from the boys in the bunkhouse too. They\u2019ll never know.\u2019 He put some small papers on the floor next to the tobacco.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018Where\u2019d you get the papers?\u2019 asked Seth as he bent down to examine them.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018Adam\u2019s room,\u2019 said Joe. \u2018He\u2019s got plenty.\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Seth frowned. \u2018He might rat on ya.\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Joe shook his head confidently. \u2018Nah! He can\u2019t without telling Pa that he smokes as well, can he? He ain\u2019t gonna be telling nobody even if he does notice.\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018Hurry up!\u2019 said Seth impatiently, as Joe began to roll some tobacco up in one of the papers. <\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018Keep ya shirt on,\u2019 said Joe, his tongue poking out from between his teeth as he concentrated. \u2018It\u2019s harder than it looks.\u2019 He licked the end of the paper to hold it. \u2018Okay, there it is,\u2019 he said proudly as he held the misshapen cigarette in his hand. \u2018Now give me the matches.\u2019 He put the cigarette in his mouth and lit it, drawing a deep breath, before coughing violently. <\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Seth reached over and slapped his friend several times on the back. \u2018How is it?\u2019 he asked eagerly.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018Great!\u2019 declared Joe, as another coughing fit overcame him. \u2018Try some.\u2019 He drew a few more breaths from the lit cigarette while he watched his friend roll his own. Before too long, both boys were lying back in the hay, blowing smoke up towards the ceiling and giggling.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018This is great, ain\u2019t it?\u2019 said Seth, giving his friend a sideways glance. He was beginning to feel a bit nauseous, but would never have let on to Joe.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018Yeah!\u2019 said Joe, also trying to hide the fact that he was in danger of losing the contents of his stomach. He sat up abruptly as he heard Hoss\u2019 voice down below.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018Hey Joe! Can ya hear me?\u2019 Joe motioned to Seth to be quiet and the two boys put down their cigarettes and scrunched their way over to the trapdoor to look through it. \u2018Hey Joe!\u2019 called Hoss again. When he heard no reply, he stomped out of the barn and headed towards the house.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Joe grinned at Seth. \u2018We\u2019d better get on down there,\u2019 he said. \u2018If Hoss is looking for me, then that will mean that Pa \u2026\u2019 He stopped abruptly as Seth grabbed his arm.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018Joe!\u2019 he called. <\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Joe heard the crackling sound even before he had a chance to look over his shoulder and the acrid stench of smoke told him that they were in trouble. \u2018The cigarettes!\u2019 he gasped. He scrunched his way back towards the corner and picked up the two small papers on the floor, but it was too late. Already the tinder-dry hay had caught alight and the flames were spreading rapidly as both boys stared at them.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018Quick!\u2019 called Joe. \u2018Grab a bag!\u2019 He reached for one of the calico bags that was hanging in the corner and threw one to Seth who was staring open-mouthed at the fire.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018We gotta get some water!\u2019 the boy yelled as Joe began to beat at the flames with the bag.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018No time!\u2019 called back Joe. \u2018Quick!\u2019 Both boys sprang to work, beating the flames back with great exuberance. Within minutes they had defeated them and were lying panting on the floor next to each other.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018We should see your face, Cartwright!\u2019 laughed Seth, feeling light-headed and light-hearted now that the danger was over. \u2018It\u2019s all black.\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018My whole body is gonna be black with bruises when my Pa sees this,\u2019 said Joe ruefully. \u2018He\u2019s gonna kill me!\u2019 He looked around at the blackened wood in the corner of the loft and then his eyes lit up. \u2018Hey \u2026 I\u2019ve got an idea!\u2019 he said. \u2018Help me drag these barrels over in that corner, Seth. If we pile the bags on top of them, it just might hide it.\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Both boys got to work and within half an hour had suitably covered the corner with the barrels, bags and considerable pile of hay. Seth stood back and looked at it. \u2018Well, it looks all right now,\u2019 he said. \u2018But as soon as someone starts moving that stuff, they\u2019ll \u2026\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018Don\u2019t you worry,\u2019 said Joe confidently. \u2018I ain\u2019t gonna let no one move that stuff, ever.\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;-<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Joe grinned to himself. He never had let either his father or his brothers near that spot since. It hadn\u2019t been easy, but volunteering to clean out the loft every time it needed it, was worth it to keep his secret. By the time Pa discovered the scorched wood in the corner Joe figured he\u2019d be too old to receive a tanning for it and with any luck would be able to blame it on one of his brothers if they weren\u2019t around any more.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u2018What are ya grinning about shortshanks?\u2019 called up Hoss. \u2018Didn\u2019t ya hear me call ya?\u2019 Joe looked down and saw Hoss standing with his hands on his hips, glaring up at him. \u2018Pay attention, why don\u2019t ya!\u2019 his brother called.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u2018I\u2019m doing the best that I can!\u2019 declared Joe grumpily. \u2018You try being up here in the hot sun for hours!\u2019 He turned to his father. \u2018How come Hoss gets the easy job down there, anyways?\u2019 he asked.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u2018If you think hauling them shingles up to the roof is the easy job then ya can think again!\u2019 declared Hoss from down below. \u2018Now hold onto that rope, will ya?\u2019 Joe held onto the rope while his brother pulled from down below and the pulley system that Adam had rigged up began to do its work and yet another pile of shingles began to make its way up to them.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u2018Besides,\u2019 said Adam, coming to stand beside Joe to steady the weight of the shingles as they reached the roof beside them, \u2018If Hoss were to fall from up here he\u2019d likely put a hole in the ground so big that we\u2019d never be able to use the front yard again.\u2019 He grinned down at his large brother who smirked back up at him.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u2018Very funny!\u2019 called Hoss. \u2018You two jest get back ta work and quit joshing me will ya? I\u2019ll get some more shingles.\u2019 He strode into the barn and began to sort through the stack of shingles that had been placed there, finding the best ones for his next load. From his vantage place down here he\u2019d been listening to Joe questioning his father about when the barn had been built and it had made him stop and think. He looked around at the stall that had been emptied of all the animals in case they got hurt while the Cartwrights worked and smiled as he remembered just how many nights he\u2019d spent out here without his father\u2019s knowledge. If Pa had only known \u2026.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;-<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>The boy hit the ground with a loud thud and looked anxiously back over his shoulder at the house. To his relief, no one seemed to have heard him and he glanced back up at the tree branch from which he\u2019d dropped and smiled before heading over to the barn. He hated being dishonest in this way, but really he had no choice if he were going to save those animals. No matter what his Pa said about some critters being more dangerous than others, he wasn\u2019t about to let an animal in distress go without his help if he could help it.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Hoss opened the barn door quietly and shut it behind him. He heard the snuffling sound of the horses in their stalls and whispered softly to them to quiet them down. He couldn\u2019t risk Pa hearing them and coming out to see what had disturbed them. \u2018Whoa Buck,\u2019 he said softly to his father\u2019s horse, as he patted the animal on the flank. In the next stall, his brother Adam\u2019s horse looked around at him and whinnied. Hoss knew him to be an excitable animal at the best of times and so he\u2019d come prepared. He drew out a carrot from his pocket and gave it to the horse, silencing him immediately. He took a few moments to give his own horse Chubb some attention and then gave his little brother\u2019s small pony a quick glance, before climbing up on the ladder that led to the loft.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>As he got to the top of the ladder his eyes strained in the darkness and he listened carefully for any movement. Sure enough, he caught a slight sound in the corner and he smiled as he approached a pile of rags that had been placed there. \u2018Hello fellar,\u2019 he said softly as he pulled the rags away to reveal a small wolf cub. \u2018How are ya, boy?\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Lovingly, the boy stroked the small animal until it had settled down again. He smiled down at it as he snuggled down next to it in the hay. \u2018It\u2019s all right now fellar,\u2019 he whispered. \u2018Ain\u2019t no need ta be lonely now. Hoss is here ta keep ya company.\u2019 He pulled the rags up around the cub again and smiled through the darkness.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;-<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Hoss jerked as he heard his name being called and looked over his shoulder guiltily to see his brother Adam dusting himself off as he entered the barn. \u2018Have you gone deaf?\u2019 said Adam. \u2018Pa\u2019s been calling out for you.\u2019<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u2018Huh?\u2019<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Adam rolled his eyes. \u2018Pa?\u2019 he said sarcastically. \u2018Your father? Remember?\u2019<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Hoss gave a small smile. \u2018What\u2019s he want?\u2019 he asked.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u2018You,\u2019 replied Adam. \u2018He needs you to help him lift something.\u2019 Adam looked at the shingles. \u2018I\u2019ll continue with these until you get back.\u2019 He watched as Hoss left the barn and then bent down to pick up some shingles. He caught sight of his father\u2019s saddle in the corner and smiled to himself as the memories came flooding back.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;-<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018Ow! There\u2019s something sticking into my back!\u2019 The blonde girl pouted prettily as she held her hand up and rubbed between her shoulder blades.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Adam drew back from her and tried to look concerned as he felt in the space behind her. \u2018It\u2019s only a saddle you\u2019re leaning against,\u2019 he said. \u2018Stand over here away from it.\u2019 He drew her across the floor and into an empty stall, taking care to keep his hand around her waist as if to steady her, then leant against the wooden side of the stall and smiled at his young companion. <\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018I suppose we\u2019d better be getting back to the party,\u2019 said Martha, without much conviction in her voice.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018I suppose,\u2019 said Adam. \u2018Do you want to?\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Martha shook her head. \u2018No,\u2019 she said. \u2018I\u2019d much rather stay out here with you, Adam.\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Adam grinned at her. \u2018Me too,\u2019 he said, trying not to show his relief in his voice. He had spent many hours thinking about this moment and now that it was here he didn\u2019t intend for it to slip away too quickly. \u2018Do you think \u2026 I mean \u2026\u2019 He blushed and was glad that it was dark enough that his companion wouldn\u2019t have been able to see it.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018What?\u2019 asked Martha.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018Well \u2026 I was wondering \u2026\u2019 Adam cleared his throat. \u2018Have you ever kissed anyone?\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Martha shook her head, her ringlets bouncing as she did so. \u2018No,\u2019 she said with wide eyes. \u2018I don\u2019t think it\u2019s proper to.\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Adam cleared his throat again. \u2018I see,\u2019 he said mournfully. After all the hours of planning and rehearsing, this wasn\u2019t going quite the way he\u2019d planned it too. In his fifteen year-old imagination, the girl was supposed to eagerly say yes to him straight away and he didn\u2019t quite know what to say now that she hadn\u2019t. \u2018Well\u2026\u2019 he said. \u2018Maybe we\u2019d better go back inside then. Our folks will be wondering where we are I guess.\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018I guess,\u2019 said Martha, not taking her eyes off him. \u2018Um \u2026\u2019 She hesitated.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018Yes?\u2019 Adam tried not to sound too eager.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018I really like you Adam,\u2019 said Martha.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018And I like you too Martha,\u2019 replied Adam, his heart beginning to beat quickly.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018So \u2026\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018Yes?\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018I suppose \u2026 I mean if you\u2019d like to kiss me \u2026 well, I suppose it would be all right.\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Adam felt his palms begin to go sweaty and ran them down his trouser legs to dry them. \u2018You sure?\u2019 he asked softly.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018Yes.\u2019 Martha closed her eyes and put her head back, pursing her lips while she waited for Adam to make the first move.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Adam swallowed and then leant forward quickly, brushing his lips against hers quickly, before stepping back from her. \u2018There,\u2019 he said. \u2018Did you like it?<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Martha opened her eyes again and looked at him. \u2018I think so,\u2019 she mused. \u2018Did you?\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018Yes,\u2019 said Adam, not at all sure. \u2018Maybe we\u2019d better try it again though, just to be sure.\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018All right,\u2019 said Martha. She closed her eyes again and tilted her head back a second time, while her lips were pursed. Adam looked at her and closed his own eyes, before locking his lips onto the girls. This time he let them linger for a bit longer and felt an odd sensation as his hands and toes began to tingle. They both remained in that position for a full minute, before Martha drew back and opened her eyes widely. \u2018That was much nicer,\u2019 she said with a smile. \u2018I think I\u2019m starting to like this kissing.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018So am I,\u2019 said Adam with a grin. \u2018I think we should practise it a lot more, don\u2019t you?\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018Yes,\u2019 replied Martha. \u2018Definitely.\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Adam reached for the girl and drew her close to his side, but just at that moment a voice outside the barn came drifting into them. \u2018Adam! Martha! Where are you?\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018That\u2019s my Pa,\u2019 said Martha. \u2018We must be going home now.\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Adam tried not to look too disappointed. \u2018Maybe we can try some place else next time,\u2019 he said as they left the barn together. \u2018How about your barn? How big is it?\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;-<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Adam chuckled to himself as the memory of the skinny fifteen year-old boy came back to him. He never did kiss Martha Phillips again, for within two weeks the family had moved back East, but he sure had made up for it with many other young ladies of his acquaintance. He wondered where Martha was now and decided that she was probably married with a few children. He wondered if she ever thought back to the skinny boy who had given the girl her very first kiss that night.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u2018Adam?\u2019<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>His father\u2019s voice startled him out of his thoughts. \u2018Yeah Pa?\u2019<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u2018We\u2019re having a break now, son. Hop Sing says that lunch is ready and it\u2019s really too hot to be working up there on the roof at the moment.\u2019<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u2018You won\u2019t find me arguing Pa,\u2019 said Adam with a grin and put down the shingles in his hand. \u2018I\u2019ll get straight in there before Hoss clears the table of all the food.\u2019<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Ben chuckled. \u2018You do that son,\u2019 he said.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Adam hesitated in the doorway. \u2018You coming?\u2019 he asked.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u2018In a moment,\u2019 replied his father. \u2018I just want to put these tools away.\u2019 He walked into the tack room and opened the cupboard in the corner, before beginning to put his tools inside it. Suddenly a small jar fell from the shelf and Ben bent down to pick it up, smiling at it sadly as he replaced it again. After a moment\u2019s hesitation he took it off the shelf again and sat down on an upturned barrel before opening the lid and smelling it. Ben closed his eyes and sighed as the whiff of the polish reached his nostrils and the memories came flooding painfully back yet again. Marie had always insisted on using this particular brand of polish for her saddle and other tack and even after all these years he\u2019d found it hard to throw the jar away, even though no one else ever used it. It was a reminder of her and many times over the years he\u2019d found himself sneaking out here just to take a whiff of it. It was silly how the little things brought her back to him so vividly.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;-<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>He put his head in his hands and thought about how nice it was to be able to allow himself the luxury of showing his grief for a change. It was only out here, away from everyone, that he felt he could do so and there were nights when the sheer relief of being able to do indulge in such behaviour made him groan aloud at the thought of it. <\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>He hated being like this \u2026 but he didn\u2019t know how to stop it. God he missed her so much! His whole body ached for her and his mind \u2026 his mind just wouldn\u2019t let go of her. He\u2019d tried \u2026 Lord knows he\u2019d tried \u2026 for the sake of the boys if nothing else, but she was with him every moment of the day and he ached for her constantly.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>He knew it wasn\u2019t fair to the boys and the strain of trying to pretend that he was getting on with his life for their sake was wearing on him. Day after day he tried so hard to be the father to them that they so desperately needed at the moment. Day after day he comforted them and helped them to get their lives moving again. Day after day he swallowed his thoughts, as each look at his youngest son took his breath away, with his very likeness to her. And night after night when everyone had gone to bed, he found himself out here.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>He would never allow himself to break down in front of the boys again. Not since those days after it had first happened and he simply couldn\u2019t help himself. But he\u2019d seen then the look of despair and helplessness on their faces when he had, and at that moment he had vowed that he\u2019d never do that to them again. So every night he came out here and cried himself out \u2026and every morning he steeled himself to face another day without her.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>This barn had become his refuge from the world and the one safe haven he had where he could show his feelings openly. He knew that it would get better \u2026 it had to, for he couldn\u2019t go on like this much longer \u2026 and in the meantime he had the solitude of the barn.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Ben opened the top of the small jar and smelled the fragrance of her polish once more as the tears began to fall yet again. It was like this every night and tonight was not going to be any different. As his shoulders began to shake and the barn filled with the sound of his quiet sobbing, the horses shuffled and whinnied around him, but the man sitting in the corner didn\u2019t even hear them. His mind was far away with his lost love once again.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;-<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u2018Pa? Ain\u2019t ya gonna have any lunch? Hop Sing\u2019s mighty mad and he sent me out to get ya.\u2019<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Ben looked up to see Joseph staring at him, anxiously. \u2018What? Oh yes son \u2026 I\u2019m coming.\u2019<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u2018Are you okay, Pa?\u2019 asked Little Joe with his head on one side. \u2018You look kinda funny.\u2019<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Ben smiled at the youngster, noticing yet again how very like his mother he was. \u2018I\u2019m fine son,\u2019 he said. \u2018Just memories, that\u2019s all.\u2019<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u2018Memories?\u2019 Joe looked around the tack room in surprise. \u2018In here?\u2019<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Ben nodded and patted the boy on the back. \u2018We can find memories anywhere son,\u2019 he said. \u2018Don\u2019t you find that sometimes?\u2019<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u2018I guess so,\u2019 acknowledged Joe. \u2018Sometimes I remember things that I don\u2019t even know that I knew.\u2019<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Ben looked at the youngster to see if he were making a joke and then decided that he wasn\u2019t. It was just Joe\u2019s way of saying things at times that was so odd. The boy didn\u2019t mean anything by it \u2026 it was just the way things came out of his mouth. Ben had often told his youngest son that his mouth worked quicker than his brain and there were times when he firmly believed that it was so. Joe just seemed to prattle on at times and not even realise what he was saying. It was a habit that had got the boy into a good deal of trouble over the years.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u2018I\u2019m coming in now son,\u2019 said Ben. \u2018Let\u2019s get to that lunch, shall we?\u2019 Father and son put their arms around each other and walked back out into the main part of the barn together. \u2018Joseph!\u2019 said Ben as he looked around the barn. \u2018Didn\u2019t I tell you yesterday to put all that tack away?\u2019<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Joe frowned. \u2018Well yeah,\u2019 he said and then gave his father one of his charming smiles. \u2018But I\u2019ve been so busy helping you with the roof Pa, that I plumb forgot about it, I reckon.\u2019<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Ben didn\u2019t return the smile, but merely pointed at the pile of equipment in the corner. \u2018Get to it young man,\u2019 he ordered. \u2018You\u2019ve got ten minutes to get all that stacked away before you get in for any lunch.\u2019<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u2018But Pa \u2026.\u2019<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u2018Now Joseph!\u2019<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Ben walked out of the barn and Joe scowled after him. \u2018Ain\u2019t fair!\u2019 he muttered as he bent down to pick up a saddle. \u2018How come its always me who gets ta do everything around here?\u2019 As he worked he thought about how often he\u2019d been in trouble out here and wondered how many times he\u2019d run out here to hide out when he was.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;-<\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>The little boy snuffled into the pile of hay and rubbed his nose as it began to drip. It just wasn\u2019t fair! he decided. It hadn\u2019t been his fault, after all \u2026 why did everyone have to always blame him when things went wrong? How was he to know that Pa would come up behind him and startle him in that way? It wasn\u2019t as if he\u2019d been doing anything that bad anyway! The boy bit his lip and made a face as he acknowledged that he really had been out of bounds when his father had walked up behind him. After all, Pa had told him that he was never to touch things that didn\u2019t belong to him\u2026 especially \u2026 Joe shrugged \u2026 he\u2019d only wanted to feel how heavy it was, after all. <\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>He\u2019d always wondered what it would be like to hold one of them and Pa had never let him, not even when he\u2019d been around to supervise &#8230; so what else was Joe supposed to do? How else could he learn to handle guns if he wasn\u2019t allowed to touch them after all? And the rifles in the gun-rack weren\u2019t even loaded \u2026 Pa had always told him that \u2026 so what was the problem? It seemed to Joe that his father was being very unfair about the whole thing.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>He rolled over and unconsciously rubbed his sore backside, where the reminder of his father\u2019s answer to his actions was still smarting. He sniffled again at the injustice of it all. Pa really could hurt when he put his mind to it and he seemed to think that Joe\u2019s butt was somewhere he could just pound whenever he felt like it. The little boy conveniently forgot that he\u2019d been warned time and time again not to touch the guns and felt very hard done by as he lay there. He looked over into the next stall and saw his father\u2019s horse Buck looking down at him. <\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018What are you looking at?\u2019 he said angrily. \u2018Leave me alone, why don\u2019t ya?\u2019 The horse snuffled and went back to eating his oats, munching them in a nonchalant fashion. Joe frowned and sat up. \u2018Mind ya own business!\u2019 he said to the animal and then looked around at all the other horses. \u2018Why don\u2019t ya all mind ya own business!\u2019 he shouted. \u2018Ain\u2019t nothing ta do with any of ya!\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018What was that?\u2019 a voice behind him said and the boy turned to see his father standing there.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Joe glared at the man. \u2018Nuthin,\u2019 he mumbled.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Ben frowned at his miscreant young son. \u2018Didn\u2019t I tell you to get on with your chores?\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018Yes sir.\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018Then do it.\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Joe reluctantly got to his feet and picked up a pitchfork, struggling to maintain his grip on the large tool as he forked some hay out of the stall he\u2019d been lying in. Ben sat down on a barrel and tried not to show his amusement at the angry boy. He watched for several minutes before speaking. \u2018I hope you\u2019ve learnt a lesson Joseph,\u2019 he said finally.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018Yes sir,\u2019 said Little Joe, automatically. <\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018Good. I never want you to touch those guns again without permission. Is that clear?\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Little Joe turned on his father. \u2018But you never give me permission!\u2019 he declared. \u2018How can I wait for it when you never give it?\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Ben\u2019s eyebrow lifted as he studied the angry boy. \u2018Obviously my recent connection with the seat of your pants wasn\u2019t enough,\u2019 he said mildly. \u2018Perhaps you need another reminder of how to talk to me in a decent tone, young man.\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Little Joe took a step away from his father and bent his head, while he continued to work. Ben hid another smile and continued. \u2018I don\u2019t give you permission to use those guns because of one reason Joseph,\u2019 he said. \u2018You are too young to be going anywhere near them. Do I make myself clear?\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018Yes sir.\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Ben pointed his finger at the boy. \u2018And if you ever go near them again, I will tan you so hard that you won\u2019t bet able to sit down for a week. Understood?\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018Understood.\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018Good. Now finish up in here and then come in for supper. If you\u2019re late, you\u2019ll only make things worse for yourself.\u2019 He strode out of the barn, watched by a still-angry Little Joe. <\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>After a moment the boy went back to forking the hay again. \u2018What you looking at?\u2019 he said to Buck who was watching him over the stall. \u2018I done told done ya to mind your own business anyways!\u2019 He forked the hay, while muttering to himself. \u2018I\u2019ll never get to learn how ta use a gun,\u2019 he said in a low voice. <\/em><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;-<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u2018Pa says if you don\u2019t hurry up and finish and get in there ta eat something, he\u2019s gonna come out here and drag ya in!\u2019 Hoss\u2019 voice behind him made Joe jump in surprise and he turned angrily towards his brother.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u2018Do ya have ta sneak up on me like that?\u2019 he said. \u2018Why don\u2019t ya give a man warning that you\u2019re there!\u2019 he snarled.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Hoss leaned against the doorframe and studied his younger brother for a moment. \u2018Well I would, if there was any man here,\u2019 he said casually. \u2018But seeing as there\u2019s only you, <em>little<\/em> brother, it don\u2019t seem worth it.\u2019 He chuckled at his own joke and then laughed even louder, when he caught the look on Joe\u2019s face.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u2018Very funny!\u2019 retorted Joe, as he pushed past his brother. \u2018I suppose you\u2019ve left nothing for me anyways.\u2019<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Hoss picked his teeth and then smacked his lips. \u2018I wasn\u2019t gonna,\u2019 he admitted. \u2018But Pa made me. Sure was mighty tasty too.\u2019 He watched as his younger brother headed towards the house and then turned back towards the pile and shingles again and sighed. \u2018Well, this job sure ain\u2019t gonna get done by itself,\u2019 he murmured and began to stack them again. Hoss worked for several minutes before straightening up again and easing his aching back. He heard the whinny of their latest foal from outside in the corral and grinned as he thought about the cute little thing.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Hoss had lost count of the number of times he\u2019d watched a mare give birth out here and there were many times when he\u2019d had to lend a helping hand or two when things got tricky. There was nothing he enjoyed more than working with animals and seeing a new life begin in that way was just about the most satisfying thing that a body could witness. He remembered the first time he\u2019d ever been allowed to watch.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;-<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Hoss\u2019 eyes bulged as he sat quietly in the corner and watched his father stroke the heaving flank of the mare. \u2018Is it time yet Pa?\u2019 he asked, for the tenth time that hour.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018Not yet son,\u2019 replied his father. \u2018Soon though. That\u2019s it girl,\u2019 he said soothingly to the mare. \u2018You\u2019re doing fine.\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018How come it\u2019s taking so long, Pa?\u2019 asked the boy. <\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018Sometimes it does,\u2019 said Adam, from his position on the other side of the horse. \u2018It\u2019s just the way it is.\u2019 He\u2019d helped his father now a number of times when foals or calves had been born and felt very superior to Hoss, who was obviously quite ignorant of such things.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018Yeah, but why?\u2019 persisted the boy.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018The foal has to be ready to come out,\u2019 said his father. \u2018And the mare has to be ready to give birth. Just be patient son and you\u2019ll see what I mean.\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Hoss folded his arms over his knees and tried to do as his father bid him, but it sure was hard. He felt as if he\u2019d been out here all day, when in fact it wasn\u2019t more than a couple of hours, but not for anything would he have left to go inside with his stepmother. Even if he was cold and tired he had to stick it out, for it wasn\u2019t every day that he had the chance to see a foal being born and he\u2019d spent the past few weeks begging his father for just the opportunity to be here when it happened. He couldn\u2019t spoil all that now.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018Here we go,\u2019 said Ben suddenly and Hoss\u2019 eyes widened at the sight of the foal emerging from its mother. <\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018Oh Lordy!\u2019 the boy said excitedly. \u2018Look at it Pa! It\u2019s done being born!\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018Sure is,\u2019 said Adam, just as excited all of a sudden. \u2018It\u2019s a filly too!\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Both boys watched as the creature got up onto its unsteady legs and swayed for a few moments. The mare reached over to it and began to lick it down. \u2018Hey, ain\u2019t it clever Pa!\u2019 said Hoss delightedly. \u2018It\u2019s already standing up.\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Ben sat back on his heels and smiled at the boy. \u2018Well?\u2019 he said. \u2018I told you that you could name this one. What\u2019s it to be?\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Hoss thought for a moment. \u2018I think Marie,\u2019 he said. \u2018Cause she\u2019s so purty like Ma is.\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Adam snorted. \u2018You can\u2019t call a horse after Marie!\u2019 he said indignantly. <\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018Why not?\u2019 asked Hoss, indignantly.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Ben tried to hide his amusement. \u2018If Hoss wants to call the horse Marie, he may,\u2019 he said. \u2018Only I don\u2019t know if your Ma would be too happy about it, son.\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Hoss thought again. \u2018OK,\u2019 he said. \u2018How about Pretty, then?\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Ben smiled at him. \u2018Pretty, it is,\u2019 he said as he began to pat the small creature. \u2018And she is mighty pretty, too.\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Adam jumped to his feet. \u2018I\u2019m going in to tell Marie the foal\u2019s been born!\u2019 he said. \u2018Coming Hoss?\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Hoss shook his head as he began to pat the foal. \u2018No,\u2019 he said. \u2018I\u2019ll stay here for a bit with Pa.\u2019 Now that the birth was over, he didn\u2019t feel at all cold or tired \u2026 all he could think about was how wonderful it had all been. \u2018Pa?\u2019 he said as Adam ran out of the barn towards the house.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018Yes son?\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018Does \u2026 I mean \u2026 is that how my new brother or sister is gonna be born too?\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Ben looked startled for a moment. \u2018Why \u2026 well \u2026 yes son, it is,\u2019 he said. He waited.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Hoss thought for a bit longer. \u2018When will it be born?\u2019 he asked.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018I\u2019ve told you before. In a couple of months.\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Hoss nodded. \u2018Does Ma haveta come out here to the barn when it\u2019s born?\u2019 he asked.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Ben smothered a laugh. \u2018No son,\u2019 he said. \u2018I think we\u2019ll let her stay in the house and have the baby. Don\u2019t you think that\u2019d be a better idea?\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Hoss nodded. \u2018I guess so,\u2019 he said. \u2018Hey Pa?\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Ben sighed, dreading what was coming next. \u2018Yes son?\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018Can I name the new baby too when it comes?\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Ben stood up and pulled his son to his feet. \u2018You got to name the foal,\u2019 he said. \u2018I think it might be fair to let your Ma and I pick the name for the baby, don\u2019t you?\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018I guess so,\u2019 Hoss acknowledged. \u2018Only &#8230; can ya make sure it ain\u2019t a girl? I\u2019d like a brother better than a dumb old girl.\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018We\u2019ll do our best son,\u2019 said Ben as he steered the boy towards the door. \u2018Come on now \u2026 time for bed.\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Hoss looked back over his shoulder at the new little foal standing next to its mother. \u2018Night Pretty,\u2019 he said softly.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;-<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u2018Is that all you\u2019ve done?\u2019 said a voice behind him and Hoss turned abruptly to see Adam leaning against the doorframe.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>He frowned. \u2018Well at least I\u2019m out here working,\u2019 he replied. \u2018Not like some I could mention sitting in there still stuffing their faces with lunch.\u2019<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Adam grinned. \u2018Pa is determined to see that Joe eats something,\u2019 he said. \u2018You know what he\u2019s like. Besides, You didn\u2019t leave much brother so they won\u2019t be long.\u2019<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Hoss returned the grin. \u2018Old Hop Sing sure outdone himself today,\u2019 he admitted. \u2018That roast beef sure went down a treat!\u2019 He rubbed his stomach with the memory of his delicious lunch. \u2018Hey Adam?\u2019<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u2018Yeah?\u2019<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u2018You been out to see old Pretty lately?\u2019<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Adam shrugged. \u2018Not really,\u2019 he said. \u2018I suppose she\u2019s still out in the West Pasture. Why?\u2019<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Hoss shrugged. \u2018No reason,\u2019 he said. \u2018I just been thinking about her is all. I think I might go out to pay her a visit.\u2019<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Adam smiled. \u2018Remember that night she was born?\u2019 he said. \u2018You wanted to name her after Marie.\u2019 He chuckled.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Hoss grinned. \u2018Yeah,\u2019 he said. He looked around the barn. I was just thinking about it, funnily enough. We\u2019ve had some real good times in this barn, ain\u2019t we Adam? Remember all the games we used ta play up in the loft?\u2019<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Adam nodded. \u2018Yeah,\u2019 he said. \u2018I remember some not-so-good times out here too though.\u2019<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u2018Yeah?\u2019<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u2018Surely you had a few of Pa\u2019s \u2018necessary talks\u2019 out here like I did,\u2019 his brother replied.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u2018Oh. Yeah, I see what you mean,\u2019 acknowledged Hoss. He scrunched up his face. \u2018They weren\u2019t exactly pleasant, was they?\u2019<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u2018No,\u2019 Adam acknowledged. \u2018But I do seem to remember our little brother having a few more of them than you and I did.\u2019<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Hoss chuckled as he picked up a pile of shingles. \u2018That\u2019s fer sure,\u2019 he said. \u2018Pa sure could make an impression with his hand, couldn\u2019t he?\u2019<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Adam nodded. \u2018With his tongue too,\u2019 he said. \u2018You gonna stand there all day with them?\u2019 He watched as Hoss walked outside with his load. \u2018Yes sir,\u2019 he said quietly to himself. \u2018He sure could make an impression.\u2019<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;-<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018Get in here!\u2019 Ben motioned with his hand and shut the barn door behind them as Adam reluctantly walked into the barn. He dug his hands deep into his pockets and stared at the wall, reluctant to meet his father\u2019s eyes at all.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018Do you have anything to say for yourself?\u2019 asked his father, as he walked around to face his son.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Adam continued to stare at the back wall. \u2018I\u2019m sorry,\u2019 he said in a low voice.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Ben nodded. \u2018You\u2019re sorry,\u2019 he repeated. \u2018I should think you might be.\u2019 He began to pace up and down in an agitated fashion and Adam stole a glace at him as he did so. \u2018Do you have any idea how worried Marie and I have been about you?\u2019 he said finally. \u2018We were up half the night, not knowing where you were!\u2019 He began to wave his arms around in his frustration. \u2018And then to be greeted by the sheriff this morning, bringing you home because you weren\u2019t even able to sit on your horse properly!\u2019 He stopped and stared at the miserable youngster in front of him. \u2018What on earth got into you, Adam? Why would you do such a thing?\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Adam shrugged. \u2018I dunno,\u2019 he mumbled.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Ben shook his head. \u2018You don\u2019t even know!\u2019 he shouted. \u2018You spend the entire night in a Saloon drinking and Lord knows what else, and you don\u2019t even know why you did it?\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Adam finally looked at his father. \u2018Pa, I\u2019m nearly seventeen years old,\u2019 he began. \u2018Don\u2019t you think I\u2019m old enough to \u2026\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018No, I do not!\u2019 interrupted his father angrily. \u2018That is precisely my point, son! No one is ever old enough to indulge in a whole night of drinking \u2026 let alone at seventeen!\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Adam glared at his father. \u2018Well, what was I supposed to do?\u2019 he demanded. \u2018If I\u2019d left, Ross and all the others would have called me \u2026\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018It doesn\u2019t matter what they would have called you!\u2019 interrupted his father. \u2018I thought I\u2019d brought you up to know right from wrong, son.\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Adam hung his head as he began to feel dizzy. He wished his father would get it over with so that he could go on up to bed. He didn\u2019t think that he\u2019d be able to stay on his feet much longer. His Pa was right \u2026 it had been a stupid thing to do \u2026 but he\u2019d done it and all he wanted now was to go to sleep. He looked up at his father mournfully. \u2018I said I was sorry,\u2019 he muttered.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>But Ben obviously wasn\u2019t finished. \u2018And what kind of example is this for your brothers?\u2019 he asked as he began to pace again. \u2018Hoss worships you \u2026 do you really want him thinking that what you\u2019ve done is something that he can try when he\u2019s older?\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018No sir.\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018And Joseph \u2026\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018Adam frowned. \u2018He wouldn\u2019t know what I\u2019ve done,\u2019 he muttered. \u2018He\u2019s too young.\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Ben stopped and pointed his finger at the boy. \u2018Don\u2019t you be too sure of that,\u2019 he said. \u2018He asked me this morning why you didn\u2019t sleep in your bed last night. That boy knows more than you think.\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Adam felt himself beginning to sway on his feet. \u2018Can I go now Pa?\u2019 he said. \u2018I don\u2019t feel well.\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Ben glared at him. \u2018And you\u2019re going to feel a whole lot worse before this day is over,\u2019 he said angrily. \u2018I take it you don\u2019t want any breakfast?\u2019 Adam shook his head violently.\u00a0\u00a0 The very thought of eating anything was enough to make him consider throwing up. \u2018Well then, you\u2019ve got work to do,\u2019 said his father. <\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Adam gave the man an appalled look. \u2018But \u2026\u2019 he said feebly. \u2018But I haven\u2019t had any sleep yet Pa and I don\u2019t feel too good.\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Ben put his hands on his hips. \u2018And whose fault is that?\u2019 he demanded. \u2018This will be a good lesson for you son. The work around here just doesn\u2019t stop because you decide that you need a day in bed, you know. If you decide to stay out all night that\u2019s your problem, but you will put in a normal day\u2019s work here regardless. Perhaps that might just teach you a lesson.\u2019 He turned to go. \u2018You can start by cleaning out those stalls \u2026 and be thankful that I\u2019ve decided not to put you over my knee just like a child. I should \u2026 you\u2019ve behaved like one!\u2019 He strode out of the barn, leaving Adam staring after him.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>After a minute or two, Adam reluctantly picked up a pitchfork and walked slowly over to the stall in the corner. As he began his work, a nauseous feeling suddenly came over him and he bent over double to vomit violently in the corner. \u2018Great!\u2019 he said out loud, as he wiped his mouth on his sleeve. \u2018Now I have to clean that up too!\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;-<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Adam was startled out of his thoughts by his father\u2019s voice yelling outside. \u2018Get down from there Joseph!\u2019 Ben shouted. Adam shook his head and walked out to see what was going on. His Pa and Hoss were standing looking up at the barn roof while Little Joe was dangling from the top of the pulley and holding onto the rope. \u2018Stop fooling around young man, or you\u2019ll feel the back of my hand!\u2019 shouted his father. \u2018Get down from there immediately!\u2019<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Adam tried not to laugh as Little Joe slid down easily on the rope and landed with a thud at his father\u2019s feet. \u2018It weren\u2019t my fault Pa!\u2019 he said indignantly as he pointed at Hoss. \u2018He done it!\u2019<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Hoss gave his father an innocent look. \u2018I done nothing of the kind Pa!\u2019 he said. \u2018It ain\u2019t my fault if this young\u2019un don\u2019t know by now how to work that thing.\u2019<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u2018Why you \u2026.\u2019 Joe reached over to swipe his brother on the head, but Hoss took a step back from him just in time. Unfortunately, he landed heavily on his father\u2019s foot as he did so.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u2018Oh &#8230; sorry Pa,\u2019 he said, automatically.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Ben reached down to rub his foot, his anger showing clearly on his face. \u2018Would you both just get back to work?\u2019 he said in a frustrated tone. \u2018And what are you grinning at?\u2019 he asked testily, as he spied Adam leaning against the doorframe watching them.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u2018Nothing Pa,\u2019 said Adam, straightening up and moving over to join them.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u2018Well, get back to work then,\u2019 said his father tersely. \u2018We\u2019ll never get this barn roof finished!\u2019<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Adam winked at Hoss and Joe before going over to the ladder and beginning to climb up it again. From below him, he heard Hoss give a yell and his father shout again. \u2018Joseph!\u2019 Little Joe scrambled up the ladder behind Adam and sat down next to him on the roof, while poking out his tongue at Hoss down below.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u2018You heard Pa,\u2019 said Adam as he picked up a hammer. \u2018Get back to work, why don\u2019t you?\u2019<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Joe made a face at his eldest brother and picked up a hammer reluctantly. \u2018I don\u2019t suppose you\u2019d like to do this side by yourself, would you?\u2019 he asked and then jumped as his father\u2019s head appeared over the side of the building.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u2018What was that, young man?\u2019 asked Ben sternly. \u2018Are you asking your brother to do your work for you?\u2019<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Joe put on one of his most innocent looks. \u2018Oh no, Pa,\u2019 he said. \u2018I wouldn\u2019t do that. I\u2019m just going to get those nails for Adam from over there.\u2019 He scrunched over to the other side of the roof.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Ben met Adam\u2019s eye and gave him a wink, and Adam smiled back at his father. \u2018We\u2019d better get a move on,\u2019 said Ben as he glanced up at the sky. \u2018It looks like it\u2019s going to rain and we\u2019ve still got quite a bit to go with this roof.\u2019 He picked up a hammer and began to work alongside his son.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Adam listened to the rhythm of their hammering for a while before he spoke. \u2018It\u2019s nice of you to let me up here on the roof with you this time,\u2019 he said with a twinkle in his eye. \u2018Last time I had to stay down there and mind Hoss, remember?\u2019<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u2018Yes, I do,\u2019 said Ben. He glanced down at the large man standing at the foot of the barn. \u2018But I think he can look after himself this time son. 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