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Joey was here and Katie witnessed to him and then he just walked out. He seemed so interested and then he thanked her for telling him and left.
Rigg went over and hunkered down beside Kates chair. Its all right Katie. Youre forgetting the verses in 1 Corinthians 3, where it says that some plant the seeds and some water, but God gives the increase. You remember those.
I know but I just thought Kate was choked up all over again and then felt terrible. I have no business crying, she sobbed. Its just my pride. I wanted to see it happen today. Hes only been coming here for a week. Even as Kate reasoned with herself, she continued to cry. Rigg reached for her hand and looked to Marcail for help.
Katie cries easier when shes tired.
I do not, Kate denied, having heard the softly spoken words.
She says that too, Marcail stated logically and Riggs hand came up to rub at his upper lip. Kate, whose tears were abating, saw the movement and scowled at him. The fierce look was spoiled when she sniffed. Rigg grinned at her.
I came down to see if youd trim my hair. Sean didnt mention that Id need an ark. Kate pulled her hand from his. With an indignant toss of her head she wiped her face on the handkerchief he offered her.
Thank you, she said after a moment, and began to look truly embarrassed. Rigg was immediately sensitive.
Well keep praying, Kaitlin, he assured her softly and she thanked him with grateful eyes.
Did you really want your hair trimmed?
If you would.
Kate nodded and Marcail came around to sit in front of Rigg so they could talk. Kate was quiet, her mind on Joey. She continued to pray as she cut Riggs hair and an idea came to mind. She decided to keep it to herself for the moment; tonight they were headed out to the Taylorsthat might be the time to mention her idea.
forty-six
That Saturday afternoon Kate and Marcail made their way to the mercantile. Kate hadnt worked that day and even though she enjoyed her day off, it felt a little strange to go into the store where she earned her living.
Kaitlin bought the needed spices for the fish dinner she would prepare at Taylors Sunday evening. Then she and Marcail waited for Rigg and Sean to close the store so they could all go out together.
Mays first comment when she saw the riders in the wagon was praise that both Rigg and Sean had been to the barber.
Katie cut it, Rigg informed her and May looked at her in surprise.
I dont suppose youd care to cut three more heads tonight?
Sure, Kate answered with a smile. But only if theyre willing.