Mountain Romance by Richard Jones

There was a time when westerns dominated the TV screen. Now it's reality shows. I can't decide whether or not that's progress.

Excerpt:
“I told you I didn’t want to stay at the fort,” Mattie said.
“So you claimed to be my wife thinking I’d be forced to take you with
me,” Red countered.
“Either that or leave you in the guardhouse.”
“There had to be another way.”
“Like what?”
“Like telling the truth.”
“The truth was much more complicated and might’ve put us both in
the guardhouse,” Mattie said. “Why not just accept the fact you’re stuck
with me?”
Red wasn’t ready to admit anything, but his options were limited.
The more he thought about it, the more he realized any solution would
involve a delay he could not afford. The only practical solution was to
leave her alone on the prairie, but that was something he could never
bring himself to do.
“You could leave me alone on the prairie,” Mattie offered, as if
reading his mind. “I survived before and I can do it again. Just give me a
few supplies and point me in the direction of the nearest town.”
“Don’t tempt me.”
Mattie shook her head. “Tell me something, Mr. Holden,” she said.
“Do you hate all women or is it just me?”
Red sighed. “I don’t hate anyone, ma’am. I just think women have
their place and that place is not on a mountain top in the dead of
winter.”

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