Lee smacked his lips. He hadn’t had a drink since the night he had overdone it and wound up losing his job for being found in the same bunk with Kenny.
Tatanka raised his hand to indicate he didn’t want any of the drink. Lee felt a brief hesitation upon seeing this, but…hell…it had been so long.
Lee and Nate had a drink. Nate fired up the stove and as soon as it was hot, he began frying up some potatoes and steaks. The smell of the cooking filled the room.
When the meal was ready, they all gathered at the big wooden table. Nate poured himself and Lee another drink. Lee was feeling the buzz from the first glass, but he was sure with a little food in his stomach he could handle the second.
The blacksmith reached out and took Lee’s and the boy’s hands. He indicated Tatanka should join the circle by taking their other hands as well.
“Lord, for what we’re ‘bout to receive, make us truly grateful. And, um, thankee for bringin’ these friends to me here. Amen.”