Chapter 10
The ride into Junction doesn’t take too long. I focus on keeping the horse aimed straight ahead and try to ignore Miss Lucille’s closeness. I don’t usually think of my body, at least not in relation to anyone else’s—I live as a man and have never been questioned about it. But having Miss Lucille’s hand rest so lightly on my leg makes me all too aware of the blood pulsing at my crotch, and my breasts ache where they rub against my starchy undershirt. I’ve never felt this way about another, male or female, and it’s a mite unsettling. I’m more than a little relieved when we pass Miss Barbour’s boarding house at the edge of town and propriety makes Miss Lucille scoot away from me a little.
In front of the general store, I rein in the horse and jump down off the seat to tie up at t
