Friday, December 15, 2006
New Beginning 174
Abigail eyed the oxen and wagon with concern. Large as the wagon was, it still didn’t seem sturdy enough for the long trip ahead, nor did the oxen hitched to the pole seem healthy enough to make the trip. Holding all criticism from her voice, she turned to her husband, “That first pair, Frank, I’m sure you looked them over, and they were probably the best available back home, but perhaps they are a bit worn down? Now that we’re in St. Louis, do we have enough left to trade for a stronger team?”
Pride stung, Frank lashed out at Abigail, “There is no satisfying you! If you want a fancy rig and team, you should have married a rich man, not a man who needs to use his hands for a living!”
He glowered at her, his eyes slowly drifting downward to her chest. Her pair had seemed the best available back home, too. But here in St. Louis they seemed a bit saggy compared to the pushed-up bosoms of the fancy ladies.
He decided against saying so. Otherwise he'd be using his hands for more than just his work.
Opening: CM Allison.....Continuation: midwife