Slade’s “finest breeding cow,” waiting in Slade’s barn like a promise with a price tag.
A Holstein. Fat and healthy. Worth more than everything Ezekiel currently owned combined.
One animal that could mean the difference between losing everything and clawing his way back.
When the preacher asked Adelaide if she took Ezekiel Marsh as her husband, she didn’t hesitate.
“I do,” she said, firm as hammer blows.