focused on the problem at hand.
Seth sighed. âWith the horses loose, Indians or bandits could come and steal them while we are gone.â
âThatâs why I should stay,â Jacob growled between clenched teeth.
Seth turned to Jacob. âI need you to help me bargain for supplies. The men in town donât know or trust me just yet. And since I donât know them, either, I need you to make sure the Pony Express doesnât get cheated.â
Rebecca realized that what he said was true. She knew that even though the men in town knew her, they didnât want to bargain with a woman. Theyâd made that very clear shortly after Johnâs death. Jacob had a wonderful working relationship with them and the chances of them accepting Seth Armstrong from the get-go were slim to none.
âI have funds that we can use to rebuild the barn,â Seth said. âIâm sure Mr. Russell and Mr. Bromley will approve, considering they need the barn to house the Pony Express horses.â
Rebecca looked to Noah. The boy hadnât looked up from his boots. He was so young. She didnât like the idea of leaving him and Andrew alone on the ranch any more than Jacob. âWhy leave Noah? Heâs only twelve years old.â
âBecause Jacob says that Noah is the best at using a rifle.â Sethâs gaze never left Jacobâs face, daring him to deny it.
That was true, too. Over the past few weeks, Noah had proven he could shoot the antennae off a grasshopper, if he had to. Rebecca walked between the men and looked her oldest son in the eyes. âJacob, what heâs asking isnât unreasonable. Iâm sure that Andrew will see that Noah is kept safe.â
Jacobâs eyes held warmth and sadness in their depths. He nodded. âIâm sure he can, but it is my job to take care of this farm and my family.â
Unaware of the sorrow and weight of the promise Jacob had made to John, Seth interrupted, âNot anymoreâitâs mine. Be in the wagon in five minutes.â He turned on his boot heels and left them standing looking at each other.
Rebecca concealed her anger toward Seth. Who did he think he was, coming in here and demanding that these boys follow him blindly? He didnât know them. Or what theyâd been through since Johnâs death.
She thought about staying home with Andrew and Noah, but she needed to get supplies for the house, and if she stayed behind, who would keep Seth and Jacob from coming to blows? She sighed. âCome along, Jacob. Weâll do as he asks today.â But as soon as they returned from town, she thought to herself, sheâd be having a word with Seth Armstrong.
Chapter Two
T he trip into town was frosty to say the least. Seth could feel the anger boiling over from both Rebecca and Jacob. Heâd known coming into this job that it would be difficult. But heâd also thought that Rebecca and her boys knew what they were getting into.
As Dove Creek came into view, Seth stopped the wagon. After coming off the farm, the landscape had become flat and dusty. There were a few trees scattered about the town, but it didnât offer the peace and greenery of the Young farm.
âIs this the first time youâve been to town?â Rebeccaâs soft voice drew him like bees to honey.
He nodded. âYes. Itâs not quite what I expected. Dove Creek sounds so pretty.â
A soft chuckle came from deep in her throat.
âMa says that all the time,â Benjamin said from the back of the wagon.
Seth glanced over his shoulder at the little boy. He was sitting beside Joy and theyâd been looking at a picture book most of the way to town. âSheâs right.â
Benjamin nodded as if theyâd come to a profound agreement and then turned his attention back to his sister and the book. Of all the siblings, those two looked most like brother and sister.
Bromley hadnât told him anything about