Berry stood quietly as Lily composed herself. The older
woman had been more than a little angry as she bounded
through the saloon doors. She seemed to be less upset now,
and only slightly frazzled. Reluctantly, she left Tavis's
side. Closing the distance between herself and Lily, Berry
wrapped an arm around her. "I'm fine. You can stop
worrying," she assured Lily quietly.
Lily squared her shoulders, turning to face Berry fully and
said, "No. I cannot stop worrying. Not until you're out of
his hell hole." She jabbed her finger at the door. "We need
to find you a husband as soon as possible." She finished
with a curt nod.
Berry felt the blood drain from her face. Marriage was the
furthest thing from her mind. "I already told you that
I—"
"I don't care what you told me," Lily interrupted, holding
her hand up to stop Berry's protests. "Get off your high
horse and accept one of these fine young men who are
nipping at your heels."
Berry placed her hands on her hips. Her earlier irritation
at Lily's mention of marriage turned to white–hot
anger. "Miles Clemmons may be a fine young man, but he's as
dumb as a rock! You cannot expect me to marry a man who's
ignorant enough to get lost on his way home!"
"I didn't say it had to be Miles. There are plenty of men
around here who've been after you since you blossomed,"
Lily harrumphed hotly, waving a finger quickly in front of
Berry's full chest.
At that moment, Billy walked out onto the porch and ambled
cautiously to Tavis's side, sticking close to the
building's wall and as far away from the bickering women as
possible. However, his cautious actions were for
nothing. "What about Billy here?" Lily said with a smile,
grabbing Billy by the arm. "He would marry you in a
heartbeat, wouldn't you Billy?"
Billy blinked with surprise at the question. Visibly
confused, he took a quick glance at Tavis's face and
frowned. "Um, you see Lily, I would, but it's just
that...well, I'm not ready to settle down just yet." He
stuttered as he glanced from Lily and back to Tavis.
Berry's anger began to boil. "If I decide to get married,
I'm sure I can find my own husband. I don't need you asking
every man who passes by if they would be interested in
marrying me!" She marched to the entrance with purpose.
"Well," Lily Bell's voice sounded loud and firm behind
her. "You better find one fast or I'm going to post a sign
out front and advertise!"
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