being an authority on the white squaw.
“She got two boys by the chief,” the cook said. “Quanah, about seventeen years, he’s killed men already. Big warrior. Younger son is Pecos. The chief had another wife, a full-blood Comanche woman. They shared him.”
Ruth shivered. This was better than what the clapping people got. Let the clothes boil over in the pots. If Lorna didn’t care, she didn’t have to, either. From an oven, the cook took a pan of bread and offered her a slice.
She bit into it. “How come she do that to her face?”
“Broken heart,” the cook said.
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