GO EN RODEO EN 19

three days later joe was sitting at a table in mommas cafe.. his horses were back in their stalls in the livery barn the doctor in globe after the men acrried the sherriff into the jail and put him on a cot had stopped the bleeding and removed dutches bullit from the mans chest. the doc stated he would live to a ripe old age. dutch had been found the next morning on the back door step of a house on the edge of town.....dead. blains two shots had taken him one on each side of his spine below the shoulder blades. . blain and joe had left and come back to winkleman . after a good nights rest blain had shook hands all around and started for florence. life had gotten quiet and peaceful. joe was waitting on breakfast from mommas kitchen but most of all he was waitting on sophie to serve it. the more he was around her the more he became infatuated with her. before leaveing globe he had gone to a dress shop and bought her a pink party dress. he didnt know if it fit but hoped it would, he imagined her standing there in it. he had forgotten about going back to patagonia to ranch. today he was going to look at a little outfit along the san pedro. big trees , a little water year round, a garden and enough country to run 250 cows. a quiet life. and as far as go en rodeo en went time would tell. sophie brought breakfast and placed it in front of him. " you know, i can cook just as good as momma."sophie said. joe looked up at those deep brown eyes" ime counting on it,"