To be Yours

Sewing with Pricks

Hosea and Ranza had been riding for a bit, it was a quiet night, and nobody was out. It was a nice night out too, just enough of a breeze to shake the leaves on the trees a little.

"We probably should get back soon, don't want them to think anything happened." Hosea said, breaking the silence, and could make out her nodding. He turned Silver Dollar around on the path, pushing him in the direction of camp.

"I know I kinda forced you into it, but thank you for letting me rant to you." He chuckled and she shrugged. "Beats saying in camp. I don't mind." She said quietly, and Hosea looked over his shoulder at her. "Gotta speak up girl, my hearing ain't so good anymore."

Ranza nodded and followed the older man back to camp, and Bill was still the one on duty when they returned. "There ya are. Thought the girl got ya." he rambled and Ranza rolled her eyes. "Perfectly fine."Hosea grunted and walked fully into the camp.

Ranza got off Con and gave him an oatcake and a few pets.

"Thank you for going out with me this late." he thanked again and she nodded with a soft smile. "Goodnight miss." he said, tipping his head.

"Buenas noches."

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"Oi, wake up!"

Ranza jolted awake when she felt her shoulder get shook, and she snapped her head up to see the Irish man named Sean. She gave him a glare, and was still a little tired from being up so late.

"I was told to tell ya was to go help Abigail and Tilly with the washing." he gave in on the orders and she sighed. "Plus it's already almost nine in the mornin', ya need to wake up, lazy ass." he snickered.

She grunted as she stood up and wobbled a bit. Her legs were very sore and he hobbled into the camp roughly, and Abigail quickly came to her like a fly and honey.

"Come on. We was told to give ya work. You'll be working with the girls." she said as she motioned her to follow her, and brought her over to where a few of the girls were working

"Girls. Esperanza will be working with us here from now on." Abigail said, and Mary-Beth smiled up at her. "Ranza, right? Or is that for approved people?" Beth asked softly and Ranza shrugged awkwardly.     "You can call me whatever." She said quietly, and she nodded.

"Kierans told me a bit about you." the girl stated, and Ranza smiled tightly. "Of course." she uttered and Mary-Beth gave her an awkward expression; not knowing if the Spanish woman was mad about it or not.

A dark-skinned girl patted the spot next to her and smiled. "I'm Tilly, Karen will probably be here soon probably." she explained and Ranza nodded and stiffly looked down at her. "Don't expect Molly to come help though. She's too high for all of us." Tilly seethed with venom in her voice, and Ranza nodded slowly with pursed lips not saying anything.

"I don't think I've ever seen her do anything besides pestering Dutch." Mary-Beth chuckled and Tilly scoffed and nodded in agreement. "I need to go tend to Jack. I will help you guys in a bit." Abigail said and stood up walking away.

"Are you gonna help us or not? We got plenty of dry shirts that need sewn. We'll have more to wash after we sew these, but there's plenty here to last awhile." Tilly said and Ranza nodded and grabbed a needle and thread.