Elmira waited. He said the Army had them all stirred up, he added. Surely she remembered him; perhaps she would even wave, and call him over. For a time, Clara had taken in the children, until their grandparents in Missouri came for them.
He just could not go back. elled like the hair lotion Pete Peters, the barber back in Fort Smith, had used liberally, made him sick to his stomach again. She was so much trouble that he was sorely tempted to leave her--it seemed to him the boys were driving the herd and he was just driving the one red cow. Between the Buffalo Heifer and the other whores in Ogallala and Clara's spirited daughters, he had begun to see that a world with women in it could be even more interesting.
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