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I can’t get enough of Daisy’s words. She loved the ranch, just like I do, and she had so many dreams all at once. I feel seen, somehow. Like I’m not quite as alone.

June 3, 1924

Mama,

I’m so happy to have Daisy with me on the circuit this year. We go out at night, but I keep an eye on her like I promised. Some would say she’s not being ladylike – drinking and smoking and being rowdy – but she’s having a wonderful time. She can’t make heads or tails of how she feels about Joaquin. Every time she drinks, she cries that she misses him, but then tells me she can’t get enough of being on the road and riding broncs. There must be more to their relationship than you and I know.

You were right about becoming a mother – everything I think about revolves around Charlie. Thank you for taking care of him. Daisy and I will keep sending money home as often as we can.

Kiss and hug Charlie for me.

Missing you,

Dottie

Inside the next envelope are two letters.

The first is on thick, crisp paper:

June 24, 1924

My dearest girls,

The bees are doing beautifully, the alfalfa has bloomed, and the sheep are fat and healthy. Bonnie misses you both. She lays in your room awaiting your return.

I’m happy to hear people enjoy watching you ride. Your father would have been so proud.

Joaquin is doing well, though he and I feel as though our only job these days is fixing fence. Earl’s cows keep pushing their way in and tearing it down. They’ll eat all the grass if this continues, and the sheep will starve.

Charlie is growing like a weed. He’s sitting up on his own. Bonnie loves smothering his face with slobbery kisses, and he giggles and grabs her fur. They are the best of friends. Don’t worry, Dorothy. He won’t remember you’ve been gone.

I love you, darlings,

Mama

I frown, recognizing the name “Earl” – the man who wrote the forceful letter, trying to marry Daisy and join their ranches.

The second letter is scrawled on a blank page torn from a book:

Daisy,

Mama Clara asked me to bring her letter to the post office when I came to town for supplies. I hope you don’t mind, I slipped this in too and paid the postage.

I am off the mountain for two days. Your mama is good to me – the sheep wagon is comfortable and she stocked plenty of good food. Your photograph keeps me warm at night.

Tending sheep is a lonely job, but Bonnie helps keep watch. She and Estrella are my two best girls while you’re gone. Please be safe. I miss seeing your smile.

Sincerely,

J

No way! This is him. This is J. Joaquin, the shepherd.

You were right about the desk. I found out who J is, I message Lani.

When she doesn’t respond, I read two more letters.

July 12, 1924