Kathleen

“Bessie, the old gray mule, had two speeds: slow and stop. A stick of dynamite could not have put any more giddy-up in her pace....”
― Carolyn Brown, The Trouble with Texas Cowboys

“What are you two talking about?" Gladys asked.
"We're talkin' about roses, chicken chips, and pork rinds," he said.”
― Carolyn Brown, The Trouble with Texas Cowboys

“Have I told you today that you look mighty fetchin' in that outfit? he said as he opened the door for her.
"Only three times," she answered.
"Well, then make it four.”
― Carolyn Brown, The Trouble with Texas Cowboys

“The table was set for two, as usual, with one exception. Right smack in the middle was an old chipped crock cookie jar. Glazing cracks started at the bottom and wove their way in different directions, some on the sides, with others winding their way around in circles.
"Are we having cookies with our waffles?" Jill asked.

"Look at it closely," Sawyer grinned, "Pay especially close attention to the lid."

"Daisies," She smiled.

"I would have gone out into the pasture and picked some wild ones for you, but it's the wrong time of year. That's all I could find with a daisy on it," Sawyer said”
― Carolyn Brown, The Trouble with Texas Cowboys