Conveniently Wed

Tucker poured milk for both boys and coffee for Daisy. Then he refilled his own mug. The boys sat on their bench, and Daisy put the last of the food on the table and took her place on the end, by James. The twins and Daisy joined hands. John was seated next to Tucker and reached for him. Tucker couldn’t resist smiling at the quiet child and took his hand. Daisy and the boys bowed their heads.

Tucker took the opportunity to study her. Tresses of golden hair escaped the bun twisted at the nape of her neck. Her face was hollow from the grief she’d suffered. Her freckles stood out against pale skin. One small hand held the hand of James. The other lay on the table, and his mother’s ring caught the shaft of morning sun that peeked through the window. The whole picture painted a stark reminder of the toll a person suffered on losing their true love.

Daisy lifted her head and caught him staring. She indicated that he should pray. Raising her eyebrows higher and leaning her head toward the boys, she let him know she was asking for the sake of the twins. Tucker bowed his head.

“Lord, we thank You for all Your blessings. Thank You for the food, and help us to make the most of this day You’ve given us. Amen.”

Daisy and the boys added, “Amen.” She was looking his way when Tucker reached for the biscuits, and she smiled her thanks.

It might take Tucker a while to adjust to the day-to-day workings of family life, but that’s what he’d come here to do. Would Daisy be willing to adjust to him? He could see them beginning to rebuild their friendship from the past. He hoped she never expected more than that, because that’s all he had left to give.

* * *

After breakfast Tucker disappeared into the barn. Between breakfast and lunch during the week, Daisy did lessons with the boys. When Murdock had been killed, the twins were terrified of leaving her alone. She’d agreed to let them school at home until after Christmas. In just over two months they would head to the town school every morning. She hoped the thieves would be found by then.

She cleared away the dishes while James and John brought their books to the table. Watching out the window while she washed the last of the dishes, Daisy caught sight of Tucker riding out the back of the barn in the direction of the creek on the rear of the property.

“Did you boys tell Mr. Tucker where the creek is?” Daisy dried her hands, untied her apron and hung it on a peg to dry. She joined James and John at the table.

“Yes, ma’am. He asked us all kinds of questions yesterday on the porch while you were getting ready for the wedding.” James climbed onto the bench and opened his speller. “We told him about the fence line from the ranch next to us, and about the pond where we go swimming in summer and even about how far the cotton fields go out toward the Dixon place.”

“James told him lots of stuff. I still don’t know how to talk to him much, Momma, but I’m trying real hard to like him because he’s your friend.” John had opened the Bible to find the place they would pick up their reading today.

Daisy pushed the curling edges of John’s hair out of his face. “Thank you for trying, John. Mr. Tucker is a good man. I know you’ll both grow to like him. It’s okay to answer his questions. He has a lot to learn about our farm.” Daisy added quietly to herself, “And us.”

* * *

Tucker joined them for lunch. They ate the rest of the bacon and biscuits from breakfast. A piece of wedding cake prevented the lunch from being ordinary.

“We’re going to miss this cake when it’s gone.” Daisy covered the remaining cake and put it on the cabinet under the window.

“You can make us something sweet, Momma. You’re the best cook ever!” James licked icing from the corners of his mouth and headed for the door. “Can I go finish my chores now? I’m thinking I might want to go fishing later.”

“Go ahead. Just don’t leave to go fishing without coming to the house and letting me know first.” Daisy poured water from a bucket into the dishpan. “John, you go with your brother. You’ve both studied enough for one day.”

John stacked the books and carried them to the shelf in their bedroom before joining James at the door. They both put on their new hats.

“Why don’t you save those new hats for church and trips to town? Special occasions and such?” Daisy didn’t want to see the hats come to harm during their everyday activities.

“Mr. Tucker told us these hats were for protecting our heads from the elements while we work. We’re supposed to wear ’em every day.” James adjusted his brim and looked to Tucker for confirmation. “I don’t know what elements are, but I want to be protected.”

Tucker chuckled. “I did say that. Elements are the weather. Rain, sun, heat and that sort of thing.”

“Oh,” the boys responded together.

“You’ll need to wear a bandana, too,” Tucker added. “Today’s work is going to be hot work. You can tie it around your neck, or around your head and wear it under your hat, or you can just use it to wipe your brow when you think you might be getting too sweaty.”

“That’s a great idea!” James was eager.

“But we don’t have any bandanas,” John complained.

Tucker’s gaze met Daisy’s, and without looking away from her, he asked the boys, “Did your papa have any bandanas?” She searched his eyes and saw only tenderness for her sons there.

“He sure did!” from James.

John added, “My favorite was his red one.”

“What about it, Momma? Do you think these boys can wear their papa’s bandanas while they work?” Daisy saw the twins brighten at the thought and decided it would help keep Murdock’s memory alive in their minds.

“That’s a fine idea. I’ll get them.” Daisy went into the boys’ room and came back with two bandanas. She gave the red one to John and offered a blue one to James.

“We don’t know how to tie ’em.” James wrung the fabric in his hands while John lifted the red one to his nose.

“It still smells like Papa,” John said.

Tucker approached the boys saying, “That’s the smell of a hardworking man. You’ll be smelling just like your papa before you know it.” He took James’s bandana and tied it around his neck with the knot in the back. “Working hard makes a man smell like a man.” He tied John’s bandana with the knot in the front. “What do you think?” Tucker backed away and let Daisy look her boys over.

“I think you look just like your papa. Both of you.” This drew big smiles from both boys.

“Now head on over to the barn and start putting fresh straw in the stalls. I mucked them out before lunch. We’ve got to get the barn ready for some new animals.” Tucker nudged the twins toward the front door. “I’ll be along to help in a minute. I just need to talk to your momma first.”

Happy boys bounced off the front porch, admiring each other and their new look. The hats were adjusted and the bandanas tugged until both were satisfied. Then the race for the barn ensued. Daisy smiled at them and turned to thank Tucker.

“Thank you. That was a wonderful idea.” Daisy moved to start washing the dishes and watched the boys through the window.

“It’s important for them to remember their papa. And to feel like they can be like him. I’m glad to do it. Thanks for agreeing and letting them have the bandanas.”

“They were just in the drawer. I didn’t know what to do with them.” Daisy put both hands on the cabinet and dropped her head to her chest, eyes closed, fighting back tears. Tucker came to stand behind her and put his hands on her shoulders.

“It’ll get easier. I promise. I know it’s hard right now. But you’re doing the right things. You’re letting them talk about their papa and reassuring them that he’s with the Lord.” His strong hands began to gently knead the tightness of her muscles. Daisy pulled her head to one shoulder and then the next trying to relax away her stress. Then suddenly she shrugged both shoulders to her ears and pulled away from Tucker. She went to stand on the other side of the room, putting the table between them. A shiver ran down her spine and she rubbed her arms to stop the tingling.

“I’m sorry. I just can’t relax right now. I’m so tense all the time. I feel so much pressure to make sure the farm is a success and the twins are taken care of, and now I’m so obligated to you for all you’re doing.” She raised a hand to each temple and rubbed her fingers in small circles in an effort to release the pain.

“I’m the one who’s sorry. I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable, Daisy. Please forgive me.” Tucker made no move toward her. He actually took a step back.

“It’s not that. I just hate that my emotions go from such grief and sadness one minute, to joy at seeing something make James or John smile the next.” She picked up the remaining plates from the table and moved toward the dishpan. Tucker moved to the door, giving her plenty of space.

“You said you had something we needed to talk about.” Daisy put the dishes in the water and began to work without looking at him. She heard him take his hat from the peg and knew he was spinning it in his hands. Daisy had noticed he often did this when he was choosing his words carefully.

“I’m getting the stalls ready for new horses. I know you said we’d have to talk about it later, but I feel we need to get things back on track as soon as possible.”

“Okay. If you think that’s best.” She began stacking the clean dishes on the shelves above the cabinet. “We can go to the bank the next time we’re in town and get the money out. I don’t keep much money here. Murdock never thought it was a good idea to keep cash around. I finally understood why on the day he was robbed and killed. Those men took a lot of things from us, but most of our money was safe in the bank.” A tear ran down her cheek. Turning her back to Tucker, she caught it with the dish towel and sniffed. Raising up to her full height, Daisy pivoted to face him again. It surprised her to see that anger virtually oozed from every fiber of the man. His red hair seemed aflame on his scalp. His nostrils flared, and he took deep breaths. She couldn’t ever remember seeing him so mad. Not even the day she shot him when her papa was teaching her to shoot.

“I will pay for the horses.” Tucker rammed his hat on his head. “And if those murderous thieves ever come near here again, I’ll see that they pay, too.” The force of the slamming door caused it to bounce open again as she watched him stomp across the yard. It took a moment for her to realize she was holding her breath.

Daisy hadn’t meant to upset him. Her papa was right. Being married to each other was definitely going to be a major adjustment for both of them. She knew he was just being friendly when he touched her, but she wasn’t ready to be touched. It was too soon. And she couldn’t let him pay for those horses. The farm expenses were her responsibility. And that temper!

Help us, Lord, or this is going to be a rough road.