Chapter Seventeen
As the weeks went by, both Noah’s and Kid’s strength and stamina slowly returned. The way station was a hub of activity - almost as much as it had been when the Express was running full-speed.
Teaspoon, Buck, and Jimmy never had rigged up the bunkhouse to be suitable for female habitation. It had taken some figuring, but Rachel had finally got the sleeping arrangements worked out. Kid and Louise remained in her room, while Noah moved into the guest room. Rachel and Cassie took turns sleeping on the settee in the parlor; when one slept at the station, the other was in Lou and Kid’s room at the hotel. Quinn, Buck, and Jimmy stayed in the bunkhouse, while Teaspoon slept mostly at the jail during the day and the tack room at night.
Doc Barnes was out once or twice a week to check on Noah and Kid. He knew they were getting excellent care from Rachel, Louise, and Cassie. Noah still tired easily and couldn’t lift anything heavy, but the doctor assured him he’d heal up soon enough and reminded him to take it easy while he had the chance. Kid, meanwhile, struggled with the cane Buck had fashioned for him. It frustrated him that he wasn’t able to get places as fast as he wanted, and that he needed help mounting Katy. The doctor assured him that he’d be able to eventually, he just had to give it time.