The trapper and a gang.

CH3: Just one drink

two weeks have passed, Sarah has found her place among the gang, even if it is only temporary.

She gets along pretty well with Sadie, her husband was killed by the men of O'Driscoll, in a way, Sarah understands Sadie's pain as well as her desire for revenge.

In fact, she gets on well with all the women in the camp, she often helps Pearson to find something to eat, she also sometimes watches over Jack at the request of Abigail, so she gives him adventure books, tales , songs ...

Jack even started calling Sarah "Auntie Sarah", at first it was weird for her, but after, she also give Jack a nickname "Little Jack" she calls him.

One day, while Sarah was cleaning her gun, Lenny arrives in panic at the camp.

-They got Micah! Dutch... Arthur... He says running towards them.

- What's going on?

- They got Micah. He, he's been arrested for murder. He was in Strawberry and...

- It's okay, son. Breath...

Sarah is getting closer to hear better.

- They nearly lynched me. They... they got Micah in the sheriff's in Strawberry... and there's talk of hanging him.

- Here's hoping. Arthur replied sarcastically.

- Arthur...

- What ? that fool brought this on himself. You know my feelings about him, Dutch.

- You think I can't see past his bluster to the heart inside ? He is a fine man.

- No, I ain't saving that fool.

- I can't go. My face will be all over West Elizabeth. I am asking. He would do it for you.

- I don't think he would, but... fine, alright.

- Arthur...

- You okay, Lenny? Arthur asks.

- Yeah, course I'm okay.

- You don't seem okay.

- You take that kid into town, Miss Gardner, you go with them. Valentine not Strawberry... get him drunk... and Arthur, no crazy business.

- I've given that up.

- And you get Micah out of that jail.

Arthur sighed, Sarah too but she has no choice.

- Come on boys, we have work. Said Sarah typing in the back of Lenny and Arthur.

They ride on horseback and head for the Valentine saloon.When they arrived, they settled at the bar and waited for their drinks.

- Just one or two... Right? said Lenny.

- Of course Lenny, just a drink ... Answered sarah with a smile. "Can we have three beers, please?

The bartender looks at Sarah, but when he recognizes Arthur, he seems a little angry.

- You... I don't want no trouble.

- And you'll get none from me... I was defending myself.

- Tommy, he's...

- He'll be fine. Here, have one for yourself.

- Thank you.

The bartender took the money smiling.

- Well, it seems like we know you here, Arthur ...  Answered Sarah, taking a sip.