Saturday, November 21, 2015

October 30, 1900

Tombstone. 

I walked out of my office this morning and smiled wide, seeing the wolf, Shadow, that I’d known back in Wyoming. It was so good to see her again and she licked my face happily, clearly missing me. I talked with Paisley and then went to the hotel and found some food for her. 

Danny walked over and greeted me and I smiled, watching the dog run around in circle. “I wish I had the same kind of energy as that dog.” 

“How are you Trin?” 

“Doing great now that I’ve got myself a dog again! Would be nice to have some work but... I guess I’ll just have to keep being patient. Things quiet at the fort?”

“Very much yes. Nothin to do right now.” 

“S’pose we shouldn’t complain that there ain’t no outlaws around.” 

“I guess so.” 

I fed Shadow some water from the hotel and Shadow kept licking my hand in thanks. We decided to take a walk and Grant greeted me. I told him that I was headed over to Bisbee and walked there with Shadow right behind me. 

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