CHAPTER NINETY EIGHT – MEETING NEW FACES

The cozy warmth of the small cabin enveloped Scarlett as she settled onto the worn sofa, cradling a steaming bowl of beef stew in her lap. A few tendrils of steam curled upwards, caressing her face with the inviting aroma of hearty vegetables and rich gravy. Sinking her spoon into the thick broth, she allowed the day's exertions to slowly bleed away with each savory mouthful. The constant physicality of ranch life was both a blessing and a curse - the aches and pains a small price to pay for the all-consuming focus it demanded. A sharp rap at the door broke through her quiet reverie. Scarlett paused mid-bite, her brow furrowing as she swallowed the mouthful of stew. Visitors were rare out here, especially unannounced ones after the supper hour. Rising to her feet, she crossed the cramped living space in a few strides and pulled open the weathered door. The sight that greeted her on the other side very nearly made her slam it shut again in surprise. There on her porch stood the scra