She studied him. “What if you need assistance getting out of bed?”
“I’ve managed twice on my own today.”
She didn’t appear impressed. “You’re supposed to ask for help, mister.”
“I didn’t need any.” He thought it best not to mention almost falling headfirst into the tub. “Go to the meeting. I know you’d rather be there in person than have Odell or someone else tell you what transpired.” He knew her well enough to be certain he was correct.
“Okay, but if I come home and find you passed out on the floor, I’ll be feeding you to a bear.”
“Noted.”
When he finished the soup, she set the bowl aside. “A wire came from your sister. She sends her love and prayers. Odell said she wanted to know the distance between here and Cheyenne. Do you think she’s coming to visit?”
He was surprised by that. “I don’t know. Did the wire contain anything else?” That Melody might indeed visit was exciting to think about.
“No, but Odell promised to let me know if she wires again.”
He thought again how pleased he’d be to see her. “You’d like her, Spring. She and I have different fathers, but she’s my sister through and through.”
“I’m sure I would.”
“What are you going to do for the rest of the day?” he asked.
“Hopefully make more headway plowing my garden so I can get the seeds put in. There’s fences needing shoring up, wood to chop. Other than that, not much for a lady of leisure like myself.”
“Yet another boring day.”
“Exactly. Is there anything you need before I go back outside?”
“Yes, but I can’t have it, at least not presently.”
She gave him another soft, stirring kiss. “We’ll make up for it soon. I promise. Get some rest. I’ll be back later.”
Buoyed by the soup, the kisses, and her promise, Garrett slept.