Chapter 13
There wasn’t time for Laura to even speak to Johnny at the fire. He managed to stop the whole train of horses not a dozen paces from her perch. He leapt to the ground as she slithered down from her boulder.
He kissed her, grinned, and slapped her butt, before turning and sprinting back toward the fire. He was on the radio before he was even fully turned away. Many men had slapped her butt. And almost every one had carried the bright red mark on their cheek of the hardest slap she could deliver.
Johnny’s slap told her that life was so damn good that she could barely keep the feeling inside. She wanted to dance as she hugged Mister Ed’s nose. He was blowing hard with the intensity of the brief run through the close flames, but his ears were pricked forward and his tail whipped
