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to dispatch the coyote at least three times.
                  “They were smaller than I expected,” he said. “From the way you and Freddie were carrying on, I expected them to be real big beasts, but they were really kind of on the scrawny side.”
                  “They’re bigger when you’re on foot,” Matthew said. It was a comment his brother dismissed with a wave of his gloved hand.
                  “They’re definitely fast. And they can jump like anything.” The coyote Sean had shot had been leaping over a good sized boulder at the time; if the obstacle hadn’t of been there, they would have four coyotes to track down instead of three. “It was a pure lucky shot that Sean had – that was a one-in-a-million kind of thing.”
                  “The more you practice, the more luck you have,” Matthew said. He felt his brother glance at him, but diverted the conversation by saying, “Hey, who’s truck is that in your yard?”
                  The last time Matthew had asked that question, the answer had been the very dangerous Big Jesus, determined to exact revenge on Charlie. This time, however, the visitor was far more welcome.
                  “It’s David!” Charlie exclaimed, with joy in his voice. “He told me he’d have a red Silverado!” He gave his horse a none-too-gentle nudge in the ribs and started to ride quickly toward the house. “Come on! Let’s go!”
                  Matthew gave his horse a gentle kick. It didn’t bother him to let Charlie speed on ahead. For one, he wasn’t half of the horseman his brother was. He didn’t want to go faster than he could handle and wind up plunging out of the saddle. Second, this was Charlie’s ranch. It was probably wise, given his brother’s increasingly touchy temper, to let him arrive first.

 
     
     
     
    5
                  David had brought not one but two surprises to his brother’s Texas ranch.
                  “Everyone, this is Saba.” Saba was a very short, dark haired woman with wide eyes and a shy smile. She had a red scarf over her black hair, and wore an outfit that kept most of her body covered up. “And this is our son, Hafez.”
                  Ada squealed with joy. “He is so beautiful!” she exclaimed to Saba. “May I hold him?”
                  “Yes, of course,” Saba said. She lay her son gently in Ada’s arms. “I see that soon you too with be my sister in motherhood.”
                  Ada nodded. “Any day now.”
                  “Our sons shall grow to be strong together,” Saba said. “Here in America is a good place to raise children.”
                  Charlie glanced at his brother. “That’s quite a bit of news to keep to yourself.”
                  David nodded. “The Army’s got some stupid regulations about marrying civilians. You wouldn’t believe the hoops we had to jump through. I wasn’t sure if I was going to be able to bring Saba home with me, and if I couldn’t?” He shrugged. “I would have had to stay over there to make sure they were safe.”
                  “I’m glad it all worked out,” Ada said, enthusiastically. “Do you like tea? I’ve just made a big pitcher of sweet tea. You must be parched.”
                  Saba nodded. “That sounds lovely.” The two women departed into the house, chattering like they’d known each other forever.
                  “Well, that didn’t take long,” David said.
                  “Ada’s great,” Charlie said. “She’s got that Southern hospitality thing down pat.” His smile was broad. “By the time we get in there, she’ll know everything about Saba’s family…”
                  “That won’t take long,” David replied. “They’re all