Welcome back to Katie's Journey as we find out what kind of trouble Katie can get into along the trail to Texas and as we've seen . . . it's quite a lot!
Let's jump back onto that log at Michaela Dawson's camp and see what happens next.
With a reassuring pat, Michaela began again, not
giving her time to respond. “Don’t worry darlin’. You’ll ride with us into
Elizabethtown and I’ll give you a new bag, one that doesn’t smell like a
coyote’s dinner. Once we arrive, if you are still of a mind to get to Texas, I’ll
buy you a ticket on a railroad and lend you our scout, Johnny Tyler. He’s due
to meet us in Elizabethtown tomorrow. That way, I’ll rest easy knowing you made
it to your destination safely.”
Katie mumbled an ever-polite thank you as she
struggled to keep her eyes open. Michaela led her to a bedroll beside the fire
and began to sing. A strange song, Katie thought, as she drifted off to sleep. Something about a colored rose in a place called San Antone.
We're getting down to the nitty gritty -- less than a month before Old Amarillo releases! YAY! I'll be having a book launch and release party, beginning September 3 with the big release and continuing for a full week, with giveaways hosted by those wonderful gals at Loving the Book <3 I'll keep you all updated as we get closer!
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Michaela is so generous it almost worries me! But the part about the song was fun...great snippet!
ReplyDeleteWell, she was Texan, they (I can't say we anymore since my family has moved north of the Red River lol) are notorious at giving heheheh I think her mothering instincts may have taken over with this lost little one, as well <3
ReplyDeleteEven if Michaela's generosity is honest and doesn't come with a price, I suspect that more adventures await our brave heroine. And yeah, drifting off to sleep under the stars with the strange song about a rose...what a great image. :)
ReplyDeleteThank you:-) I think we'll hear more from Michaela in the coming snippets . . . a neat side fact is that Michaela Dawson is named for two of my four children -- Michaela for my daughter and Dawson for my middle son :-) Logan, the coyote pop shot -- he is my oldest son. <3 Bitty, he haunts all of my other novels, like Rebekah's Quilt!
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ReplyDeleteMmmm...Johnny Tyler sounds interesting. :-)
ReplyDeleteAnd I'm so glad they are looking out for her. :-)
Yes, gotta love a dude named Johnny, no matter the genre or the time period <3
DeleteLol - I think I'd like my bag not to smell like a coyote's dinner. That was a perfect little detail.
ReplyDeleteThanks Daryl! :-) Michaela and her sauciness were so much fun to write :-)
DeleteThinking there might be some interesting developments once she meets Johnny.
ReplyDeleteI think you may be spot on, Victoria :-)
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