“Where’d you go last night?” Sonny asked Rio as the two of them and Wade got the horses ready for the day’s lessons the next morning. “You left the saloon mighty early and didn’t come to the bunkhouse until after two.”
“Who are you, my mother?”
“No, just wonderin’ if ya got lucky is all.”
“No, I didn’t,” Rio replied, irritation showing in his voice. “Just needed to get some air if you must know!”
“Well, don’t bite my head off. I was just askin’.”
“Sorry,” Rio said.
Rio reflected on the trail ride he’d taken the night before. It had done nothing to help with the disorienting thoughts that filled his head.
“Too bad ya didn’t get none,” Sonny said. “I had a great time with them two friends of Mark’s…again.” Sonny looked at Rio with an evil grin. “Them city boys can sure get into it. Yo
