There Is Always Room in My Home for Both of You

Part II – A Home for Three

The ride to the ranch was slow and careful. Harrison helped Martha into the front seat of the wagon so she would feel fewer jolts from the uneven road. Rebecca sat in the back, holding their small trunk as though it carried their entire past inside it.

The land stretched wide and endless—rolling hills, dry grass shifting in the wind, and a sky so vast it seemed almost overwhelming.

“It’s… different,” Rebecca said quietly.