Playing the Field

By Gail G.

Rating: G

Disclaimer: I do not own the Cartwright Characters.

Special thanks to Marion for her wonderful beta-read, and to Sheryl M. for checking it over one last time.

We rode into Eagle Station in the early afternoon. The town was kinda quiet–no one was outside the hotel when we rode by, and Big Dan was sittin’ on the porch, sleepin’. Even Miss Sterrit’s place was quiet. I expect everyone was trying to avoid the hot sun. We had hurried to the Trading Post to get out of the heat. I was looking at some gloves, while Adam looked at the books on the shelf in the far corner of the store.

Pa was talking to Mr. Orowitz ‘bout a new type of feed that he was selling and Joe. . .well, I’m not for sure where Joe was. As soon as Pa had pulled the wagon to a stop, that little brother of mine had hopped out and ran like a deer. Pa called after him, but Joe didn’t pay no attention to him. I bet Pa has something to say ‘bout that later.

Anyway, I was lookin’ at the new gloves, thinkin’ ‘bout the dance coming up a week from Saturday. I knew who I was gonna ask, that was simple enough. I just had to figure out when and how to ask her. I’ve had a crush on Tess Green since we moved to town. There is just something ‘bout her that makes me feel like I’m floating on a cloud. Pa says it’s puppy love, but I feel like it’s something a whole lot more. I thought for sure that someday Tess would be my wife, that is, up until that very day.

Suddenly, Joe came running into the store with his friend Tommy Hightower. Ever since Joe has been hanging around Tommy, he has been in a bunch of trouble. Pa ain’t gonna put up with that forever, but today they were together.

"Pa! Pa!" Joe yelled, almost knocking over Mrs. Orowitz in the doorway. Tommy was right on Joe’s heels, and I could tell by the way they were both grinnin’, that they were wantin’ somethin’.

I glanced over at Adam, who laid down the book he’d been looking at. He raised his eyebrow and I smiled.

"Joseph." Pa answered. "You know better than to run inside the store. Please apologize to Mrs. Orowitz for almost knocking her down."

Joe nodded and whirled around. "Sorry, Ruth." Pa cleared his throat and Joe looked up.

"I’m sorry Mrs. Orowitz, we didn’t mean ta almost knock you down."

"I’m fine, Little Joe. I wish I had only a pinch of your energy, perhaps I could get more work done." Mrs. Orowitz gave Joe a pat on the back before she headed outside to sweep the walk.

"Yes, ma’am." Joe replied. He turned his attention back to our father.

"Pa, guess what? Mrs. Hightower invited us all over for dinner tonight. They are havin’ some kinda’ pig roast and asked if we could come. Can we, Pa?" Joe’s excitement caused me to chuckle.

Pa raised an eyebrow. "She did, did she? Tommy, where is your mother? I think I’d best ask her a few things before I say yes." I could tell Pa was a bit suspicious by the way he squinted his eyes. Pa had talked to Mr. and Mrs. Hightower many times and had become friends. Me and Adam had never been around when they came by, so we had never met them.

Tommy wiped his grubby hand across his already dirty face. "She is comin’, Mr. Cartwright. Her and my sister are on the way here to buy some cloth to make some new dresses."

"Fine. When she gets here, I’ll speak with her. In the meantime, why don’t you two go outside and play? I don’t need to remind you to stay away from Jack’s, do I?" Pa gave Joe a stern look, 0ne that we all know means trouble if you disobey.

"No sir, Pa." Joe and Tommy both flashed Pa big grins as they headed outside.

Pa had Adam and me load the supplies while he paid for them. As I was placing the last of our purchases in the back of the wagon, that’s when I saw her. No, it wasn’t Tess, but it was another young lady walking up the street with an older woman.

She was somethin’ else, not like any other girl I’ve seen my age. She was tall and stout and was wearin’ some overalls. She had blonde hair that was pulled in a bunch at the back of her neck. As they walked past Adam and me, I tipped my hat. That’s when I noticed her blue eyes. . . they were as blue as the sky on a clear day. I had never seen eyes like that before.

The ladies entered the Trading Post, so I went inside to see if I could get a bit more information.

When I entered the store, the older lady was talkin’ to Pa and Mr. Orowitz. The blond haired girl was looking at material with Mrs. Orowitz.

"Erik, come over here and meet Mrs. Hightower and her daughter, Bessie Sue." Pa waved his hand at me.

My face got hot as I glanced at Bessie Sue, while I walked toward Mrs. Hightower.

"Nice to meet you." I shook Mrs. Hightower’s hand as I nodded at Bessie Sue, who was still across the room.

"So, Ben, will you be able to join us? Joe and Tommy have become such good friends. We invited the Green’s and the Orowitzes, also. It is a ‘get-to-know-your-neighbor’ party." Mrs. Hightower explained.

"That will be just fine, Emma. We’ll see you tonight." Pa bowed his head a bit. "Erik, let’s go, son. We have a lot to do if we’re going to a pig roast tonight."

"Yes, sir." I glanced one last time at Bessie Sue’s big blue eyes. She grinned at me just a bit and I felt myself blush once again.

While Pa and I were inside finishing up our purchases, Adam had rounded up Joe. Joe and Tommy were sittin’ on the back of the wagon, their legs swingin’ back and forth.

"So do we get to go, Pa?" Joe jumped down and ran over to the boardwalk.

"Yes, we do, but only if we get home right now and get all the work finished. And you, young man will need a bath." Pa tapped the end of Joe’s nose, which caused him to frown.

"Tommy, your mother and sister are in the store." Pa climbed to his seat.

"Yes, sir, Mr. Cartwright. See ya later, Joe!" Tommy turned and waved one last time.

Adam and I climbed aboard, as Pa picked up the reins. With a quick flick, we were heading on our way home.

I was right ‘bout Pa being upset with Joe for runnin’ off. He gave little brother a real firm lecture all the way home. But, it didn’t upset Joe none, he was way too excited about the pig roast we were goin’ to.

When we arrived home, we split up so that the chores would be done faster. Adam hurried to chop wood as Joe stacked it. Pa fed all the animals, while I cleaned the stalls. Hop Sing even helped, so we would get done in time. After Hop Sing found out about the invitation for dinner, he kept reminding us to stay on task. He had decided to stay home, something about likin’ the peace and quiet.

On the way to the Hightower place, Pa reminded us all that we needed to remember our manners and act like we have been taught.

Pa frowned when he heard Joe sigh. Joe has been getting into a lot of mischief lately, and I think he is pushin’ his luck. Pa has warned him more than once ‘bout how he has been actin’, but little brother doesn’t seem to be paying much attention to Pa’s warnin’. I suppose Joe is gonna have to learn his lesson the hard way, ‘cuz I know Pa isn’t gonna put up with much more. Both Adam and I went through this same stage, and believe me it wasn’t pleasant for either of us.

Finally, we were getting close. I could smell that roasted pig three miles away. So I knew that it wouldn’t be much longer.

As soon as Pa pulled the wagon to a stop in front of the small house, Joe jumped down and went to find Tommy. Pa called for him, but he disappeared in a flash.

Bessie Sue was standing on the porch. She looked real pretty in a blue dress and her hair was pulled back with a big blue ribbon. Beside Bessie was a little girl, she looked to be a little younger than Joe. I would find out later that the young girl was Bessie’s little sister, Emily.

I glanced around the yard and noticed that everyone had already arrived. Mr. Hightower moved over to the wagon to welcome us.

"Sorry, we’re late. We had to finish a few things before we could come over." Pa explained.

"That’s not a problem at all, Ben. Why don’t you come and join the others?" Mrs. Hightower motioned to the group of adults standing beside a small table.

"Boys, please put the pies on the table." Pa jumped from the wagon seat and followed Mrs. Hightower. He didn’t even wait for us to answer, we know to follow directions.

Adam and I placed the berry pies on the table. Adam joined the adults while I went to locate Bessie Sue. I didn’t really know what I was gonna do, but I figured I could look at her from a distance.

"Hey, Tess." I said. She was talking to Bessie Sue.

"Hoss, when did you get here?" Tess asked.

"We just got here. Hi, Bessie Sue, nice to see you again." I reached out to shake Bessie’s hand and she smiled shyly at me. I realized that my hands were sweaty and wiped them on my pants.

Boy, was I surprised when Tess moved over and put her arm through mine. I grinned real big, but when I looked up at Bessie Sue I yanked my arm away. I’m not sure exactly why I did that, but I did.

Tess was just as shocked as I was and I noticed she frowned at me. "I was just tellin’ Bessie about the big dance that’s coming up."

"Yeah, it’s gonna be lots of fun." I replied. "Are you gonna go, Bessie?"

Bessie blinked a couple of times. "I. . .I. . .don’t know. I’ll have to ask my mother if we will be attending."

"There will be all kinds of nice boys there." Tess piped up. "Hey, Hoss, does Adam have a escort? Maybe he will take Bessie to the dance."

"I don’t know." I said, never moving away from Bessie’s big blue eyes.

"Well, let’s go find out." Tess tugged on my arm.

We were getting ready to step off the porch when Tommy and Joe ran out of nowhere, screaming like they were being chased by a grizzly bear. Instead, they were playing pirate, that’s Joe’s most favorite game. They each had a stick and was havin’ a sword fight. Tommy had tied a bandana around his head and Joe had made a patch from a piece of black cloth and string.

I watched in disbelief as the two boys ran across the yard. Tommy jumped up onto the table, causing the table to spring up on one end. All of the sudden those berry pies Hop Sing had made were flying through the air smooth as birds. Next thing I know, we all heard a splat and Pa and Mrs. Hightower stood there, covered head to toe with berry pie.

"JOSEPH!" Pa yelled, and Joe whirled around.

"Sorry, Pa!" Joe grinned weakly. "Tommy did it."

Mrs. Hightower stood completely shocked with pie dripping out of her hair. "Tommy Hightower! Just what on earth do you think you’re doing?!"

Mr. Hightower had Tommy by the scruff of the neck and Pa had snatched Joe up before he had time to run in the other direction.

"We were just playin’ pirates." Tommy squeaked.

"You know better than to climb up on the tables. Just look at the mess you’ve made." Mrs. Hightower said, her voice filled with anger.

I was sure glad I wasn’t Joe. Pa was a mess, and my little brother was in big trouble.

Pa looked at Mrs. Hightower while he held onto Joe’s collar. "I assure you Joseph will help clean this mess. He turned to my brother and Joe wiggled a bit. "Clean it NOW! When you’re done you may spend the rest of the day sitting at one of those tables. Do you understand me?"

Joe’s eyes got real wide. "Yes sir, Pa."

Pa released my brother and pointed to the tables and the berry pie that was all over the ground. Mr. Hightower gave Tommy a quick swat and told him to go help Joe clean up the mess.

"Ben, suppose we go inside and get cleaned up." Mrs. Hightower said, shaking out her apron.

"I think that’s a good idea." Pa said, as Mrs. Hightower motioned for him to follow her.

"What’s gotten into Joe, Hoss?" Tess asked. I shrugged my shoulders, causing her to frown a bit.

It didn’t take long for Tess to get back to the subject we had been discussing. Now, where were we?" Tess thought for a moment. "Oh, we were going to go ask if Adam had an escort for the dance."

"Yeah, I guess we were." I scowled.

The only thing was, I didn’t want to go ask Adam if he had an escort. I was sorta thinkin’ about askin’ Bessie Sue to the dance myself. I mean, I hadn’t asked Tess as of yet. I guess she was just assuming that I would be asking her. It sorta makes me mad that she thinks I’m gonna do somethin’ without waitin’ for me to actually do it.

I was saved when Mr. Hightower said that the pig was roasted and we all needed to go wash up. Everyone headed over to the pump to clean their hands, including Joe and Tommy. Pa and Mrs. Hightower came out of the house smiling. Pa was wearin’ a clean shirt that I figured must have belonged to Mr. Hightower. Mrs. Hightower had changed into a clean dress, too. It was a real light green color and kinda reminded me of the new grass that comes up in the springtime.

After we were all cleaned and washed, Mr. Hightower said a prayer and we started filling our plates with all the good things to eat. There was the roasted pig, of course, but there were also all kinds of dishes and fresh corn on the cob. Mr. and Mrs. Orowitz passed on the ham. Mrs. Orowitz explained it went against their beliefs to eat certain kinds of meat.

Adam, Bessie, Tess, and I sat under a big tree at the edge of the yard. Mrs. Hightower had spread a nice checkered blanket for us to sit on. Joe, Tommy, Emily and everyone else sat at the tables that had been set up. Joe had to sit by Pa and Tommy had to sit between his Ma and Pa. I suppose that way they both stayed out of trouble.

After everyone had eaten all they could and we had dessert with what pies were left, we played some games. All the men played horseshoes while the kids played tag. I didn’t want to play horseshoes, so I sat at the table enjoying my third piece of apple pie. I watched closely as the women cleaned up the dishes and discussed some new fashions that Mrs. Green had seen in a magazine that she gets from California.

Finally, it was starting to get dark and Pa announced that we needed to get our things together so we could head home. As I gathered the empty pie tins, Tess followed me to the wagon.

"Hoss? Isn’t there something you need to ask me?" She said, in her sweetest voice.

I jumped a bit. I know what she wanted me to ask. . .she wanted me to ask her to the dance. But, I was having second thoughts now.

"Ummm. . .no. . .can’t think of a thing." I glanced over at Tess and she had the deepest scowl on her face.

"Are you sure, Hoss Cartwright?" She asked, again.

"Yeah, I’m sure, can’t think of a thing."

"Let’s get going, Hoss." Pa said, as he climbed up into the wagon seat.

"Yes, sir. Sorry, Tess, gotta go." I hurried away leaving Tess to brood.

I was hopin’ for a nice quiet ride home, but that wasn’t meant to be. Pa lectured Joe all the way home about manners and what is expected from him when we go to someone’s house for dinner. Joe was real smart though and he didn’t sass back at all. Boy, that little brother of mine is so lucky. If that had been me at that age, Pa would have had my hide for dumping pie on him.

Hop Sing greeted us out in the yard when we got home. "How was pie? Did everyone like?"

Adam chuckled and Pa glared at him. "It was just wonderful, Hop Sing. As a matter of fact, Mrs. Hightower and I had both the pies all to ourselves."

"You ate two pie?" Hop Sing was confused.

"Well, not exactly, but I’m sure the pie was great. Adam, Hoss, take care of the horses please. Joseph, you may spend the rest of the night in your room thinking about what I said."

Joe sighed the deepest sigh I’ve ever heard. "Yes, Pa." Joe jumped from the wagon and trudged to the house. I suppose makin’ Joe sit still for the rest of the night is a worse punishment than a good spanking.

Hop Sing followed Joe into the house, completely confused about the pie situation. Adam and me took care of the horses. When we were done, we spent the rest of the evenin’ relaxing. Pa and Adam played a game of chess while I tried to make one of the biggest decisions of my life. I thought I wanted to ask Tess to the dance, but now I kinda wanted to ask Bessie Sue.

"I win again, Pa." Adam smirked.

"So I see." Pa pushed himself out of the chair. "I think that it’s time for bed."

Adam frowned as Pa sat down on the settee. "Are you sending us to bed, Pa?"

"No, no, I just suggested that it was time for bed." Pa winked at me.

Adam started to put away the chess pieces. "But, it’s only eight thirty."

"I’m aware of the time." Pa said.

"Pa, if you’re going to send me to bed because you lost, I’ll let you win next time." Adam stated, teasingly.

Pa laughed. "Are you saying I’m a poor loser?"

"Call it whatever you want, Pa." Adam remarked.

Gosh, I would never talk to Pa like Adam did. I’d be afraid that I would end up in the barn with Pa’s belt doing some damage to my backside. Pa knew Adam was teasin’ though, ‘cuz if Pa was thinkin’ he was being disrespectful he would tell him about it. It doesn’t matter that Adam is twenty-one, if Pa thinks he is stepping over the line, he’ll tell him quick as a whistle.

I was more than ready to go to bed when the time really did come. I had made up my mind about who to invite to the dance, now I just had to do the inviting. I decided I’d ask Pa if I could go over and do that in the morning, after chores of course.

I woke up the next morning to the smell of bacon wafting into the bunkroom. I sat up and licked my lips before throwing my legs over the side of the bunk.

"Hey, watch it, will ya?!" Joe grumbled.

"Sorry, little brother." I jumped off my bed and started to get dressed. "Where’s Adam?"

Joe shrugged his shoulders. "Don’t know, he was gone when I woke up."

"You better hurry up, Joe." I jumped from my bunk and started to pull on my pants.

Joe frowned at me. "You ain’t the boss of me."

"I never said I was, but if’n I were you I would watch my step today. ‘Specially after gettin’ in all that trouble yesterday."

Joe puffed up like an old bird. "Yeah, well I ain’t scared of PA!"

"It’s your hide, Joe." I pulled on my other boot, and left the room. Joe laid back in his bed and pulled the covers over his head.

I moved out to the dining area and took my seat. "Smells good, Hop Sing."

"Where’s your brother?" Pa asked.

"Joe?" Pa gave me a disgusted look. "He decided to go back to bed. I told him to get dressed."

Pa raised an eyebrow. "Is that so? Excuse me, please." Pa left the table just as Adam was coming inside.

"Where is everybody?" Adam asked, as he washed his hands in the washbasin.

I didn’t even get to answer ‘cuz we all heard Pa’s voice from inside the bunkroom and then a smack, probably on Joe’s backside.

It wasn’t more than five minutes later that Joe and Pa appeared from the room.

"Glad family show up. I thought I would have to throw away food." Hop Sing placed a platter filled with flapjacks in the center of the table.

"We’re very sorry, Hop Sing. Aren’t we, Joseph?" Pa’s voice was filled with annoyance.

"Yes, sir." Joe frowned as he eased himself in his chair.

We finally said the prayer and started to eat. Pa started to give out his orders for the day as we filled our plates a second time.

"Adam, you need to go check that fence in the north pasture. I think I noticed some loose boards. Joseph? You, young man may do your regular chores–plus any others I can think of. Hoss, you may–" Pa frowned at me when I interrupted him.

"Pa?"

"Yes, Hoss?" Pa’s voice was low.

"Umm. . .after chores are finished, may I go on an errand?" I chewed my bottom lip, hoping Pa wouldn’t ask any more questions.

"What type of errand, son?" Pa balanced his fork on his plate.

"I just need to go ask someone to the dance. Is it okay?" I asked, hopefully.

Pa smiled all big, his irritation gone. I glanced at Joe, and noticed him rolling his eyes. "As long as your chores are finished first."

"Yes, sir."

"Hoss, since you’re making a trip to the Greene ranch, would you mind taking Magg–I mean Mrs. Greene, the harness I’ve been fixing for her?" Adam asked.

"Ummmm. . .well, I ain’t goin’ to the Greene ranch." Everyone looked at me as if I had lost my mind.

"You said you were going to ask somebody to the dance. How are you going to do that without going to the Greene ranch?" Adam asked, before taking a long sip of his coffee.

I stared down in my plate. "I ummm. . .ain’t askin’ Tess to the dance. I’m askin’ Bessie Sue."

"What for?" Joe waved his fork in the air. "I thought you liked Tess? And Tess is a lot prettier than Bessie Sue."

"Joseph." Pa scowled, "Whoever your brother wants to ask is not your business. I think it’s very nice of you to ask Bessie. She doesn’t know anyone in town, but son, I have a feeling that Tess won’t be too happy."

"I know, Pa, but I never said that I was for sure askin’ Tess."

"If you’re ready to deal with the situation, I think it’s a fine idea. Once your chores are finished, you may go to the Hightower place and ask Bessie Sue to the dance. Thank you for the excellent meal, Hop Sing." Pa pushed back his chair and headed for the door. "Boys, don’t take much longer, we have chores to do."

"Yes, Pa." We all answered as one.

After I finished my chores, I saddled Chubb and headed over to the Hightower place. When I arrived, Bessie Sue and Emily were working on the chicken coop.

"Hi, ya need some help with that?" I asked, sliding off Chubb’s back.

Bessie wiped some sweat off her brow. "Oh, well if it’s not too much trouble. Emily is not strong enough to hold up this board while I hammer."

I tied Chubb to the fence and headed over to the coop, easily lifting the rail as Bessie hammered it into place.

"Thank you, Mr. Cartwright." Bessie said.

Mr. Cartwright? When did I become Mr. Cartwright? "Just Hoss, ma’am. And, you’re very welcome."

Bessie Sue wiped her hands on her overalls. "What brings you out here? I’m sure you didn’t come just to help me with the chicken coop."

I bet my face was as red as freshly picked cherries. "Uh. . .no, no I didn’t. I uhhh. . .came to ask ya somethin’."

"Oh? What might that be?" She asked, curiously.

I kicked at the dirt with the tip of my boot. "Ummm. . .well, I was just wonderin’. . if ya would like to ummmm. . .go to the dance with me next Saturday?" I looked up hopefully.

Bessie Sue seemed to be shocked. She blinked those pretty blue eyes a couple times, before her mouth dropped open. "The dance? You’re asking me to the dance, in town? Emily, go in the house, will ya?"

I watched as Emily disappeared out of sight then I nodded. "Sure I am. Do ya wanna go?"

Bessie grinned so big, I thought her face would split right in two. "Yes, I would love to go with you. Thank you, Hoss."

"It weren’t nothin’. I’ll be here to pick you up around seven?"

Bessie thought for a moment. "I think it may be easier for us both if we met in town. That way you won’t have to make a long drive here to get me."

"I reckon you are right. I. . .uhhh. . .I gotta be going. I have chores to do at home. I’ll see ya next Saturday?"

Bessie’s eyes got a little wider. "Next Saturday."

She walked me over to my horse and waved as I started to leave. When I was past the first grove of trees, I swear I heard her yellin’ to her ma that she needed a new dress for the dance.

I was so relieved that the askin’ part was done. Now, all I had to do was avoid Tess till next Saturday. I have a real bad feelin’ that she ain’t gonna be happy about who I asked to the dance.

When I got home, Pa and Joe were standin’ on the porch. I’m not sure what Joe done, but Pa was shaking his finger at my little brother. I could tell by the way Joe was all slumped over, that he was in some sort of trouble. Seems that lately, Joe stays in trouble all the time, I suppose it’s a phase he is going through. When we lived in New Orleans, Adam was always on Pa’s bad side. Not anymore, though. Adam is hardly ever in trouble now. I wonder if Pa thought he was finally gettin’ a break from disobedient sons? Well, if he did, he was wrong. Joe took Adam’s place in the trouble department.

I put Chubb in his stall, and started to brush him down. I bet Hop Sing had lunch ready, I could smell beef stew all the way to the barn.

When I went inside, Adam was holdin’ a steak up to his eye and Joe was standin’ in the corner scowlin’. Pa didn’t look very happy either, but I was right about lunch. Hop Sing was stirring something in a big pot and it smelled wonderful.

"What happened to you?" I asked, heading to the washbasin.

Adam’s chin jutted out and he pointed to the corner where Joe was standin’. "ASK HIM!"

"A-dam, please don’t yell." Pa hissed. "Hoss, could you please set the table for lunch?"

"Sure, Pa." I went to the cabinet and took some bowls down. "Soooo. . .what did happen while I was gone?"

Pa’s head popped up. "Never you mind. Just set the table, please."

"Yes, sir." I spared a look at Adam. He gave me an ‘I’ll tell you about it later look’.

Once the table was set, we all sat down to eat. Pa asked me if I invited Bessie Sue to the dance and I said I had.

"What ‘bout Tess?" Joe questioned, as he picked at his food.

I frowned. "She will find someone else to go with. Besides, I didn’t promise to take her. She just assumed that I would ask."

"Hey, Adam, you can ask Tess." Joe replied.

"Sure I will, Little Joe, I’ll just run over and do that after lunch. Then two weeks from now, Hoss and I will be in a fight and Pa will be ready to kill us both." Adam said, sarcastically.

After lunch, Pa had Joe do the dishes, while Adam and I headed outside to start chores. Boy, Adam’s eye was a sight! It was black and blue all around and his nose had a lump, too. When we reached the barn, I had to ask.

"Adam? Did ya walk into the side of the barn?" I chuckled.

The look on Adam’s face could have turned me to stone. "Noooo. . .I didn’t walk into the side of the barn. That little brother of ours, he–."

Adam was cut short by the sound of a buggy pulling into the yard. Adam whirled around to see who it was, and I swear he turned white as a sheet.

"Who is it?" I headed for the barn door, but Adam threw up his hand.

"HIDE!" He yelled.

I frowned. "What?"

"I said, HIDE! It’s Maggie and Tess." Adam said. "Get up in the hayloft, or run into the woods. Just hide, because you know that Tess is going to be hinting about the dance."

I must have looked like I was gonna faint ‘cuz Adam reached out and took my arm. "Go, NOW!"

I nodded and headed for the loft, but before I reached the step I turned back around. "Adam, don’t let Pa hear ya call Mrs. Greene, ‘Maggie’. Unless ya want to get lectured."

"Thanks for reminding me, brother. Now, hurry up and hide." Adam stepped out of the barn in a flash. He made sure he closed the big heavy doors behind him.

I climbed up in the loft and hid way back in the corner behind some crates. Gosh, I hope Mrs. Green and Tess didn’t stay for dinner. How would I ever explain to Pa where I’d been?

It seemed like I was up in that hayloft for weeks and weeks, but finally Adam came back and told me the coast was clear.

"What did they want?" I knocked the straw off my pants as Adam started to clean out the muck from the first stall.

"Nothin’ really. Said they stopped by to just say ‘hi’. You owe me brother, you know good and well they stopped by for Tess to see if you were gonna ask her to the dance. She even told Pa about a new dress she had made. Oh, don’t be surprised if Pa asks where you were when they came visiting." Adam pitched a fork full of hay into the wheelbarrow.

"Was he mad?" My voice was full of concern. Makin’ Pa mad was somethin’ none of us boys liked to do.

"Well not exactly, but he was curious." Adam stopped pitchin’ the hay and his eyes looked past me.

I whirled around. "Hey, Pa."

"Hoss?" Pa eyebrows moved closer together. "Where have you been? Tess was here to see you and no one knew where you were."

I slid a look over to my oldest brother. "I was. . .uh. . .here in the barn." Well, at least I didn’t lie.

"Here? In the barn? Then you saw Mrs. Greene and Tess come into the yard?" Pa placed his hands on his hips.

I didn’t know what to say, I mean I knew they were here, but I was avoiding them. Pa didn’t give me a chance to answer. "Erik, you can’t hide from Tess for a whole week. She thinks you are going to invite her to the dance. I suggest you clear this up with her. Do you understand?"

"Yes, sir, I understand."

Pa’s expression lightened a bit. "Good. I understand your problem, but it’s not nice to string Tess along. You two get your chores done, I wouldn’t want you late for supper."

"Yes sir, Pa." Adam and I said. We both hurried to finish up our chores before Hop Sing threatened to go back to China again.

At supper that night I was real quiet. I was busy trying to figure out how to tell Tess I wasn’t gonna invite her to the dance. I really liked Tess and didn’t want to hurt her feelings.

All of a sudden, I was jerked back to reality by a sharp pain in my leg. I wonder who kicked me and why. That’s when I realized Pa was glaring at me. "Uh. . .did you say somethin’, Pa?"

"I did indeed, young man, but apparently you were in another world." I cringed a bit at the clipped tone of Pa’s voice.

I laid my fork on my plate. "Sorry, Pa. What was it you were saying, sir?" Never hurts to add a ‘sir’ in there when your not sure how much trouble you may be in.

"I was telling you and Adam that the fences in the north pasture need to be checked. I want that done first thing in the morning. After that is finished, you may ride over to the Greene ranch and talk to Tess." Pa studied me closely as he took a sip of his coffee.

"Tess? Yes, sir, talk to Tess, got it."

"Good. The dance is only a few days away and I don’t want her to think you are going to ask her, when you really have no intention of doing so." Pa placed his cup back on the table and turned his attention to Joe. "Joseph, we have chores around here to do tomorrow. I don’t want you running off’ Pa tapped Joe’s plate. "And please eat your dinner."

Joe gave Pa a disgusted look and Adam and I found dinner very interesting. I didn’t want to get caught in the crossfire between my father and my youngest brother, so the safest thing to do was to sit and eat.

"Joseph, do you have something to say?" Apparently, Joe had lost his mind. He had already been in trouble once today and now he was going to take a stand against Pa? I can see my brother taking a stand alright. He was gonna be standing at the table eating, ‘cuz Pa is gonna bust his tail for him.

"I won’t be able to help you tomorrow, I have plans with Tommy." Joe said.

Pa jerked a bit. "Is that so? Well, I have news for you, young man. You will busy tomorrow."

Joe looked up surprised. "I will?"

"Yes, you will. You will be busy helping with chores." Pa gave Joe a stern look that we normally know not to ignore.

"Pa, may we be excused?" Adam said, hopefully.

"Yes, you may." Pa said. Adam and I hurried to leave the table. Joe hopped up also, but was stopped when Pa said his name.

"Yeah?" Joe answered..

Glory, what was our little brother thinking? Pa’s temper was already short and Joe decided to pick tonight to be sassy.

"I’m not finished talking with you." Pa’s voice was so low that we could barely hear him talkin’.

Adam and I slid a look at each other and as quick as lightning, we were out the door heading for the barn.

Sure enough, the next morning when we ate breakfast, Joe was squirming around in his chair. It was his fault though. Once we finished eating, Adam and I headed to take care of the fencing. I sure was hoping it would take all day. But, guess what? It only took a couple hours, so I had to make that long ride to the Greene ranch. I tried to talk Adam into goin’ with me, but he wouldn’t.

How lucky was I to arrive there, just to find Tess and Mrs. Greene weren’t home. I was so relieved that I didn’t have to tell Tess ‘bout the dance. I headed on home and when Pa asked if I had went to see Tess, I said I had. He didn’t ask more, so I didn’t volunteer any information. I didn’t really lie, I mean I didn’t say I hadn’t seen her, but it still wasn’t a lie, well not really.

Saturday night the whole mess blew up in my face. Saturday started like any other day. We ate breakfast like always and went to do our chores. Hop Sing was busy bakin’ some pies to take to the dance with us.

Later that day, after lunch, Pa said we all had to have baths. Pa had his usual fight with Joe, but like always, Pa won. That wasn’t no surprise to me though. Adam, Joe, and I got all gussied up in our Sunday best and loaded into the wagon. On the way to town Pa gave his usual lecture on how we were to behave and that it was forbidden that we go outside alone with a young lady. Adam did that once, you know, went outside alone with a girl. Pa was madder than a wet hen on a Monday morning. Adam wasn’t allowed to go to any more dances for a whole month.

When the wagon was loaded and we were all ready, we headed into town. We arrived earlier than most folks, ‘cuz Pa likes to help with setting up the tables and stuff. I carried the pies into the room and Mrs. Orowitz had me place them on a table with a bunch of other desserts. I tried to get me a taste of one of the chocolate cakes, but the next thing I knew, Mrs. Orowitz was smackin’ my hand. Boy, was I embarrassed. I could feel my face gettin’ hot and looked around real fast to make sure Pa hadn’t seen what happened. I don’t know if I was more embarrassed ‘cuz I got caught or if it was ‘cuz Mrs. Orowitz smacked my hand.

Joe and Adam helped set up the chairs around the town hall, while Pa and I finished moving the tables around so there would be more room on the dance floor.

Finally, after about an hour we were done, and just in time, too, cuz people started showing up for the dance right after the last chair was put into place.

I kept a watch on the door, so that I could greet Bessie Sue when she arrived. I watched as the couples, young and old, came into the town hall. Finally, Bessie Sue’s mother stepped through the doorway holding little Emily’s hand. Tommy was right behind his mother and as soon as he was in the room, he scanned it frantically. I assume he was hoping his other friends were there. Sure enough, he spotted Joe and Mitch in a dark corner and he ran over to join them.

After Tommy was Mr. Hightower. I was startin’ to get a little nervous that Bessie decided not to come after all. Pa walked over to me and asked me to fetch his fiddle. It had been placed out of harms way under the table I was standing beside. I bent over to retrieve the instrument and as I was straightening up, that’s when I saw her. Bessie Sue had stepped inside and she was looking around the room. I hoped she was looking for me.

I blinked a couple of times as I handed the fiddle case to my Pa. He must have said thank you, because he turned and walked away. But I didn’t hear him, I was too busy looking at the young lady I had invited to the dance.

Bessie looked beautiful. She was wearin’ a new blue dress that made her eyes look as clear as the ocean. Her hair was pulled back on the sides and she had curls framing her face. Her cheeks were rosy and when she spotted me, her smile lit up the room. She seemed to glide over to where I was standin’ by the table and I almost couldn’t speak.

She bit her bottom lip just a little before she finally spoke. "Hi, Hoss."

I faltered for a moment. "Uhh. . .uhhh. . .hi, Bessie Sue. You sure do look pretty."

Bessie’s grin widened. "Thank you, Hoss. Ma helped me make my new dress. Do you like it?" She whirled around so that I could take in the laced trimmed apparel.

I found myself standing with my mouth slightly open. "Yeah, it’s a real pretty dress. Would you like some punch?"

Bessie nodded and I turned to dip out a ladle of punch. I handed her the cup and we moved over near the wall. As we were sipping our punch, which wasn’t very good, I noticed Tess and her Ma coming in the town hall door. I choked a bit and Bessie slapped me on the back. She was strong, not like the other girls I know.

"Are you all right?" She asked, as she went to thump my back one more time.

I put my arm up to block her. "Yeah, I’m just fine. Got choked on my punch."

"Why, there you are, Hoss Cartwright. I was wondering where on earth you’ve been." Tess scolded, as she approached Bessie and me. "Hi, Bessie, how are you doing?" Tess tucked a wisp of loose hair behind her ear.

I smiled weakly. "Ummm. . .hi. . ,Tess." When I heard my voice come out of my mouth, I wondered who it belong to. It was too high pitched to be my own, yet I knew it was.

"Well, I’ve been waiting for you to come over all week. I figured you must have been busy, so I decided to meet you here instead. If you’ll excuse us, Bessie Sue, I want to have a dance with my escort." Tess reached out to grab my arm, but I jerked it away.

Bessie frowned. "I beg your pardon, but I’m Erik’s partner tonight."

Tess twirled around so fast, the bottom of her dress flew up slightly. "What did you say?" Tess planted her hands firmly on her hips and glared at Bessie Sue.

Bessie straightened her shoulders a bit, as if she were preparing for war. "I said that Hoss was with me." Bessie spoke in a stern tone.

Tess took a step closer to Bessie Sue. "I think you must be mistaken. Hoss, tell her you’re with me."

I went to open my mouth, but nothing would come out. "I. . .I. . .I. . .can explain."

Thank goodness some yelling on the dance floor drew our attention away from our conversation. I was saved for the moment. Everyone’s eyes in the town hall had shifted to the center of the floor. Boy, was I shocked to see Tommy and Joe rolling around throwing some punches. Those two are nothin’ but trouble and I have a feeling that this will be the straw that breaks the camel’s back. Pa had lectured and warned Joe several times now. I overheard Pa tellin’ Joe that one more incident of bad behavior would lead him to some unpleasant consequences.

I gulped when I thought ‘bout what Pa would think if he knew I had been eavesdroppin’. I’d probably end up receivin’ the same consequences as Joe.

It took all of two seconds for Pa and Mr. Hightower to make it to the middle of the dance floor. Everyone had stopped dancing and were watching the boys roll on the floor.

Pa jerked Joe up from the floor and shook him a bit. "Joseph, what’s going on here?" Pa’s voice echoed through the town hall.

At the same time, Mr. Hightower lifted Tommy to his feet. "Answer Mr. Cartwright, young man."

Tommy scowled. "We were just playin’, Pa."

"It didn’t look like playing to me. I think we need to discuss this in private." Mr. Hightower

started to drag Tommy toward the door.

"I think Robert’s right." Pa followed Tommy and Mr. Hightower out the door, dragging Joe beside him.

As soon as Pa and Joe stepped out of the building, everyone started to whisper and glare at me and Adam.

"Hoss? What do you think your Pa is gonna do to Joe?" Tess asked.

Bessie shifted so she was standing a bit closer to me. "Probably the same thing that my Pa is gonna do to Tommy."

"Yeah." I said, still shocked that Joe would be stupid enough to fight at atown dance.

"Want to dance?" Bessie and Tess asked me at the same time.

I rolled my eyes. "Yeah, I’d loved to. Come on, Bessie." I put my elbow out and we drifted onto the dance floor. Tess stood dazed by the punch bowl.

I watched Tess closely as Bessie and I made our way across the dance floor. I know Tess’ temper too well and I was afraid she wouldn’t just let the subject drop. By the way she started to furrow her eyebrows, I knew she was gettin’ mad.

When the music stopped, Bessie and I laughed as we tried to catch our breath. We were still standin’ on the dance floor when Tess came up to us. It all happened so fast, I don’t even recall seein’ Tess punch Bessie in the face.

All I could see was a tangle of dresses as two bodies rolled around on the floor. "Bessie! Tess! Stop it, will ya?!" I flushed at the thought of two girls fighting over me.

Over me? Wow, after I thought ‘bout it for a moment, it didn’t seem so bad. I puffed up a bit, kinda proud that I was worth fightin’ over.

Adam ran over to the scene. "What’s going on?!"

I grinned as I answered. "Bessie Sue and Tess are fightin’ over me."

Adam eyes widened. "Why are they fighin’ over you? What I mean is, what happened?"

I shrugged. "I don’t rightly know, Adam. One minute we were dancin’ and the next Tess and Bessie were fighting."

"Don’t just stand there, let’s pull them apart!" Adam yelled, as he reached for an arm that was sticking out of the tangle on the floor.

In an instant, he pulled a disheveled Tess from the floor. Her eyes were as wide as a silver dollar and as Adam pulled her up, she started yelling for him to let her go.

"Stop it!" Adam said, sharply, as he shook Tess just a bit.

As Adam tried to calm her down, I helped Bessie Sue to her feet. "Are you okay?" I asked.

Bessie glared at Tess. "Yes, I’m fine."

By now, Pa and Mr. Hightower had shown up. I glanced around quickly, wondering where Joe and Tommy were. When I didn’t see them, I turned my attention back to Bessie Sue and Tess.

Mrs. Green ran over to Tess. "Oh, Tess, what happened?" She reached up and touched the darkening bruise on her daughter’s face.

Tess huffed. "It’s all Hoss’ fault, Ma."

My mouth fell open. "Me? How is this my fault?"

I could see fire in Tess’ eyes. "You didn’t tell me you were inviting her to the dance." Tess pointed at Bessie.

"I don’t need your permission to invite someone to the dance, Tess. I’m tired of you assumin’ that it’s always gonna be you." I snapped..

Pa frowned. "I thought you went to the Greene ranch to tell Tess that you invited Bessie to the dance?"

I looked up and realized that all the towns people were watching us. "Pa? Can we talk about this at home?"

"I think now is as good as time as any." Pa placed his arms across his chest.

"Yes, sir. Ummm. . .maybe we can go talk about it outside?"

Pa looked around at the crowd. "Adam, watch Joseph." Pa jerked his head toward the doorway.

Mr. Hightower, Mrs. Greene, Tess, Bessie Sue, and I followed Pa out into the chilled air. As soon as we shut the door, the music inside the hall started once again. We followed Pa over to the edge of the building. Lucky for us, the full moon spread a soft light over the town. I could see the scowl on Pa’s face. Mr. Hightower and Mrs. Greene didn’t look much better.

No one spoke for a few minutes. Suddenly, Pa rounded on me. What had happened? Who had started the fight? Who stopped it? Why hadn’t I told Tess I was takin’ Bessie Sue? He was shootin’ off questions so fast, I didn’t have time to answer. Finally, he shoved his fists on his hips. "Well, Erik? I’m waiting for an answer."

That’s when I started to explain exactly what happened. How I did go to the Greene ranch, but they hadn’t been home. I told Tess that I hadn’t wanted to hurt her feelings, but what I ended up doing was much worse. I embarrassed her in front of the whole town. Each of our parents agreed that if any punishment was going to be given, they would handle it when they got us home.

Boy, I wasn’t in any hurry to go home.

"Erik, go find your brothers. This dance is over for the Cartwrights."

"Yes, sir." I said, hurrying inside the town hall. I found Joe leaning against the wall beside the dessert table. Wonder why I didn’t see him there earlier? I glanced around and Adam was on the dance floor with a young blonde haired girl I had never seen.

He was smilin’ all big as he twirled the girl around the dance floor. Her golden curls bounced as she turned and when the music stopped she laughed and hugged Adam around the neck. He looked kinda shocked, and he tried pushing the girl away.

I waved my hand to get my oldest brother’s attention. He bowed to the pretty little miss and headed over to where I was standing.

"Where’s Pa?" He asked, dipping a ladle full of punch.

"Uhhhh. . .he is waiting outside, I think. He told me to come fetch you and Joe, we’re going home."

"So soon?" Adam had a disappointed look on his face. He swallowed his punch down in one gulp. "Let me go say goodnight to Sadie and I’ll be right there."

"Sure. Come on, Joe, let’s go." Joe followed me to the door and we stepped out into the soft light of the moon. We found Pa beside the wagon. He was rearranging the dishes that we had brought. I hadn’t even seen him come inside to retrieve the basket.

"Adam will be here in a minute. He is saying goodnight to Sadi–"

"Sadie." Pa cut me off.

How did he know that? "Yes sir, Sadie."

"You two get in the wagon and don’t move." Pa turned and headed back to where Mrs. Greene was standing. I couldn’t hear what they were saying, but Mrs. Greene kept shaking her head and Pa was waving his hands around.

I followed Pa’s line of sight when his head turned to the right. Adam was stepping outside and Pa motioned for him to come and join in the conversation. I thought I was going to grow roots while we waited, but finally Adam and Pa came and got into the wagon and we headed home.

Once we arrived at the house, Pa sent me and Joe to bed. I felt like I was ten years old again and I almost protested, but changed my mind when I remembered that I had some questions to answer.

"Hoss? You asleep?" Joe whispered.

I turned over on my side and propped my head in my hand. "Nawww."

"Hoss? You in trouble with Pa, too?" Joe asked.

"I reckon I am, little brother."

Joe sniffed. "Pa said he was real disappointed with the way I been actin’. I can’t go play with Tommy again for awhile."

"I hate when Pa is upset with me, too, Joe. Did Pa spank ya at the dance?"

"Nope, he made me feel bad enough givin’ me that lecture. I’m ‘stricted to the ranch for a couple weeks, too." Joe wiped his sleeve acrossed his nose. "How am I ever gonna get Pa to trust me again?"

I smiled. If I remember correctly, I’ve felt just like Joe more than once. "Joe, you can make it right and Pa will forgive ya. Just remember how you’ve been taught to act. You know better than to do some of the things ya been doin’. Glory, Joe, you’re lucky you can sit down at all. Just think of it like this. . .if it’s something you know Pa would spank ya for or be mad at you about, don’t do it."

Joe wrinkled his nose like he had just smelt a skunk run past the house. "Ya think that will work?"

"Sure it will, Joe. You just have to try real hard." I yawned and rolled back over. "Night, Joe."

Joe followed my lead and let out a long yawn. "Night, Hoss."

A warmth on my face, caused me to startle awake. The sun was shining through the bunkroom window and I sat up and listened to the birds chirping. I threw my legs over the side of my bed and climbed down. Joe and Adam weren’t in the room, so I figured they were already doin’ chores. I hurried and got dressed, and stepped out in the main room.

"Mornin’, Pa." Pa looked up from his cup of coffee, as I headed to the front door.

"Erik? Come have a seat, son." Pa ordered, pointing to the chair next to him.

Uh oh, here it comes. I trudged over to the chair and sat down. "Pa, I can explain."

"Really? I can’t wait to hear the story. I want answers, young man. Straightforward, complete answers. You can start with why you didn’t go speak with Tess like you were asked to."

Boy, this was gonna be a long day. I started at the beginning and explained to Pa how I didn’t want to hurt anyone’s feelings, so when I went to the Greene’s house and they weren’t there, I just let it go. But in the end, I hurt Tess more than if I had just told her outright. Not only that, I’ve gotten myself in a bunch of trouble with Pa.

Pa was real understanding ‘bout the whole situation. He said he understood that I didn’t want to upset anyone, but that did not excuse me from disobeying him. Not only that, I was a bit deceitful, which is never a good thing.

Tomorrow, I get to go apologize to both the girls. I need to start making some decisions about who I want to spend time with. I’ll have plenty of time to think about it, ‘cuz Pa just restricted me to the ranch for a month.

"You’re lucky you’re too old for my belt, young man. However, if this ever happens again, I might just forget your age."

"Yes, Pa. I’m sorry I caused such a big mess."

Pa grinned. "Women seem to have that effect on most men, Erik. The problem is, you’re going to have to learn to handle the situations of life, son. I know you like Tess and Bessie Sue both, but it’s not fair to either of them if you try to string them along. You need to make a choice, son. It’s going to have to be one or the other."

I shook my head a bit. "I understand. May I be excused, Pa?"

Pa slapped my back, "Yes, when your chores are finished, you need to head to your room. You’ll have plenty of time to think about what I’ve said."

"Yes, sir." I left the house a bit wiser. After chopping wood, cleaning the barn and untangling some harnesses that Joe had left on the barn floor, I headed back into the house. Once we had eaten dinner, I laid in bed and the last things I remembered was Tess’ big grin and Bessie’s big blue eyes.

Joe’s giggling woke me up the next morning. I rolled over onto my back, wondering how Joe could be in such a good mood, and if I wanted to face another day.

"Mornin’, sleepy head." Joe sat down on Adam’s bed, so that he could put on his boots.

"Mornin’" I said, as the bunkroom door opened.

"Boys? What’s taking you three so long, breakfast is ready?" Pa said, a big grin on his face.

"I’m all ready, Pa." Adam replied, "Joe has to finish putting on his boots, and well, Hoss. . ."

"I’m coming." I mumbled, throwing my legs over the side of my bed. Adam and Joe went into the main room as I dressed.

Once I washed my face, and combed my hair, I headed out to breakfast. Pa was given everyone a list of chores that had to be done.

"What about me, Pa?" I asked, pulling my chair out and taking a seat.

Pa frowned at me. "You have an errand, have you forgotten already?"

"Ohhhh. . .no sir, Pa. I’ll do that right after I finish eatin’."

"I’m sure you will, son. I don’t want you staying too long at either place. You have chores to get done, so you need to come straight home when the apologies are made."

"Yes, sir." I answered, as I poured syrup over my flapjacks.

Breakfast was about normal. I ate till I was full up, Adam talked about the dance, and Pa had to remind Joe about thirty times to eat his breakfast.

Once we were all finished eating, Hop Sing cleared the table, as the rest of us headed out to get started on our chores, ‘cept I didn’t start my chores. I went to the barn and saddled Chubb instead.

I took a few deep breaths as I hopped on ol’ Chubb’s back, and headed on my way. I didn’t know what I was gonna do. I really liked both the girls, but which one to choose? I decided I didn’t have to make such an important decision today. I would just do the apologizing, and think about the details later.

I went to the Greene ranch first, I just wanted to get it over with. Mrs. Greene was standing on the porch as I rode up.

"Hoss Cartwright, you should be ashamed to show your face around here." She scolded.

I looked down, as I started to speak. "Yes, ma’am. I came to apologize is all, Mrs. Greene."

"I’ll get her, Hoss." Mrs. Greene’s tone was cold as a winter’s morning.

A few moments later, Tess stepped out on the front porch. Her lip was swollen from her brawl the night before.

I slid off my mount and headed for the porch. I watched as she crossed her arms in anticipation.

"I wanted to say I’m sorry for the mess I caused, Tess. I should have told ya that I invited Bessie Sue, but I didn’t want to hurt your feelings. Not only that, you shouldn’t just assume that I’ll be inviting you to all the dances and stuff."

Tess reached up and touched her lip. "That’s all you’ve got to say?"

"Yeah. What do ya want me to say, Tess?"

"I want you to tell me that you’ll never see Betty Sue ever again." Tess planted her hands on her hips, much like my father does when he is angry.

"Her name is Bessie Sue, and I’ll see her whenever I want. You can’t tell me who I can and cannot see."

"You need to make up your mind, HOSS CARTWRIGHT! I ain’t gonna wait forever!" With that, Tess turned and stormed into the house, slamming the door behind her.

I rubbed Chubb’s nose. "That went well, didn’t it, boy?" Chubb snorted, which sounded like he was laughing at me.

I rode away from the Green ranch, my ears still ringing from Tess’ outburst. I had one more stop and I wasn’t looking forward to it.

Tommy ran up to my horse as I reined it to a stop beside the barn at the Hightowers.

"Hey, Hoss. Whatcha doing here?" Tommy asked, taking hold of Chubb’s halter for me.

"I need to speak to your sister." I dismounted Chubb with one kick of my leg.

"Emily? What do ya need to talk to her for?" Tommy asked, completely puzzled.

"Nawww. . .I meant Bessie Sue."

"Ohhh. . .she’s in the barn, cleaning the stall."

"Would ya give Chubb a drink of water for me?" I asked, handing the reins over the boy.

He grinned. "Sure, Mr. Cartwright. . .I mean, Hoss."

Tommy led the horse over to a trough near the house. I took a deep breath and headed to the barn. Bessie was pitchin’ hay from the stall to a wheelbarrow on the other side.

"Bessie Sue?"

She turned around and let out a small scream. "Glory, Hoss, you done scared the daylights out of me. What on earth are you doing here?"

I reached up and took off my hat. "I. . .ummm. . .came to apologize. I’m real sorry ‘bout what happened at the dance. I guess it’s all my fault."

Bessie’s blue eyes danced in the light. "It’s alright, really. I should have known that no handsome fella like you would want a girl like me. I understand, really. I mean Tess is all pretty and proper. I’ll never be like that. . . I’ll always be cleanin’ stalls, and feedin’ chickens. I’m not mad at you Hoss, not at all. I did have a really good time, up until we started to fight, that is."

I chuckled as she started to giggle. "I really am sorry."

"I hope next time you’ll get it all straight before we get to the dance." She said.

"Don’t worry, there won’t be no next time. I’ve learned my lesson. And Bessie, I think you’re mighty pretty." He smiled shyly. " Hey, you need some help with those stalls?" I picked up the rake from the barn floor.

"Sure, I would love some help, and thanks, Hoss." Bessie said, as she batted her long lashes.

"For what?"

"For giving me the chance to know you." Bessie said, as she started on the next stall.

I knew from that moment which girl I wanted to keep company with. Bessie was sweet and kind. She seemed to understand why things are the way they are. Tess, on the other, hand takes me for granted, never really appreciating the things I do for her.

Bessie looked up. "I thought you were gonna help?"

I stared at her for a moment. . .boy, she sure was pretty, and strong, too. . .and those eyes. . .those beautiful eyes. Those eyes made it worth all the trouble.

The End