But the bugle blew from not far away, blasting her ears. Her skin felt stretched too tight over her body. There was a rush of movement as stragglers rushed to put away their supplies. At the front of the company, the first wagon rolled into motion.
"Mason!" A male voice called out for Owen. As one of the captains of the company, he was often needed. Rachel should probably be glad that he hadn't been summoned in the few minutes it had taken them to wed.
He glanced over his shoulder at her, but she purposely tipped her chin in the other direction. He'd done enough for her this morning, hadn't he? Pushed his sister-in-law to get her breakfast, tracked down Hollis, married her.
August had disappeared, but Felicity hovered. What now?
The other woman offered a tentative smile. "I've got to track down Ben... would you want to come with me? Walk together today?"
Rachel guessed that August had put her up to it. He was a gentle soul who never wanted anyone to feel left out.
But the tightness in her lower back was a reminder that it was best not to be alone right now.
“Fine.”