Franki gasped, "but, but."

"My real name is Francis Sullivan," Jack said. Then he laughed, "Weren't ya paying any attention at the trial?"

"No," she said sheepishly, "First I was trying to figure out how I could go to the refuge and not have da boys find out I was a girl. Then, I was thanking the lord that Denton paid for us all." She sighed, "So it's really you?"


"Are you mad?"

"Why would I be mad?"

"Cause I-I, I don't know."

"I love you. I'm just happy your back. Are you mad at me?"


"When ma died I told her I'd take care of ya. But I left and look at you over the last two years."



"Calm down and give me a hug. I don't care." Jack shut up and pulled her into a hug.

"I love you," he whispered, "and I've missed you so much." Franki smiled to herself she'd been waiting for this day since she'd first ran away.

"Well, I guess we got another thing in common, Cowboy. Brat," Spot smiled.

"I love ya both," Franki said with a smile, then gave Spot a hug.

"Thanks for takin care of me boys."

"Dat song ya were singing," Jack asked, "Where'd ya learn it?"

"Oh, Santa Fe, You used to sing it when we were little. It reminded me of you so I used to sing it before I went to sleep. I changed it a little though," Franki said.

"Why'd ya start singing it?" Jack asked.

"Cause youse was hummin it," Franki said with a laugh. She yawned.

"We should be going to get the afternoon edition," Spot said. He and Jack quietly left and Franki fell asleep.

The boys came back later and Jack, Spot, Mush, and Race went to check on Franki. She was sweating and tossing and turning. Jack ran over and placed his hand on her forehead.

"She's burning up. Mush go get some ice water from Kloppman. Race get the extra blankets. Spot see if you can get her to relax. I am going to get a new wrap for her ankle and the first aid kit hopefully it's not infected," Jack ordered. Everyone scattered.

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Sorry didn't have time for the family tree. I'll have it soon though.