"Don't you wish you could fork a horse and follow Miss Marie?" Chico asked in an undertone, his grin almost splitting his face.
Bill knocked hard against Chico's shoulder, the one that had been wounded.
"Ow! There's no call for that, Henry."
"Keep your mouth buttoned. I don't want to hear your palaver."
"Where'd you get that burr under your blanket?" Chico taunted. "Ain't she been taking notice of you?"
"That's no concern of yours. Get back to work. These logs don't get stacked by magic."
Chico subsided, but he chuckled, and the sound rankled.
No, she ain't spoke a word to me since she returned from down south. She's been short of smiles, as well. Somethin's wrong.
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