After a few seconds a girl appeared in the farmhouse doorway and ordered the dog off and said to me, "Well come on up if ya' want somethin' cold ta drink.After a few seconds a girl appeared in the farmhouse doorway and ordered the dog off and said to me, "Well come on up if ya' want somethin' cold ta drink." As I neared the doorway, I could see she was a young kid, really, not more than 25 or so and what I could see above and below the sort of baggy dress she was wearing, was quite a lot of woman. Her hair was done up in a bun and straight as a die, but blonde as all get out; well a kind of dirty blonde. From the mountain sun I guessed because it looked like it should have been light brown. She was kind of cute, too, not gorgeous, not even pretty, but she was still holding a double barreled shotgun at her side; taking no chances, I guess, and this sort of took away any tendency for her to be pretty as far as I was concerned. When I was within a yard or so of her she backed into the kitchen and invited me in. Jesus it was good to sit down. Wiping the sweat off my face, I said, "Don't tell me you live all alone out here in the middle of nowhere." She had a cute tinkly little laugh and said, "Oh, heck no. My husband is here with me, but he's gone out workin' his gold mine out there in tha hills. So, it's just me and Charlie, my buddy, here for the time it takes my hubby to get back down from the ridge. |