<div class="floatleft">(http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KL7Uf3vdz0A/UDr2PAfW3xI/AAAAAAAAmBc/EIYJpjy2SI8/s1600/post5.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Matthew Ford<br/><strong>Faction:</strong>Unknown<br/><strong>Date:</strong>May 11, 1876<br/><strong>Time of Day:</strong>Afternoon<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Outside the Sheriif's Office<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Judge Warwick<br/><hr/><br/>"I am humbled by your offer you Honor, I shall go tell my wife." Ford tipped his hat as Warwick went into the office. Ten bucks a day wasn't bad all things considered. Certainly enough for food plus Winona planned to sell her cedar and knitted work on the side. Between that they should be able to live comfortably till something better came along. It didn't hurt that the job wasn't all the physical. Matthew was getting old no matter how much he denied it. All those grey hairs told the truth which was getting harder to ignore.<br/><br/>Walking up to the wagon Matthew smiled up at his dear beloved, her small lips echoing the sentiment. Reaching down Winona pulled the Stetson up to look into his brown eyes. Spitting on her thumb she wiped some errant dust from his cheek. Chuckling he leaned into her hand as her fingers danced on the weathered flesh underneath. It was beauty and the beast made real. Tracing one of numerous scars that adorned his face Winona tilted her head,<br/><br/>"Where'd you get that one sweetie?" The tongue she spoke with was Siouan,Lakota, as to keep private conversations away from prying ears.<br/><br/>"Heh, a wiry rebel with a big knife who decided he could take on Smokey" Matthew answered in accented Siouan.<br/><br/>"What happened with the Sheriff?"<br/><br/>"He denied any involvement with the promises made to me, but the local Judge who you saw offered me employment as a Constable and a place to stay dear."<br/><br/>"Pay?"<br/><br/>"Ten dollars a day, enough for a start" Winona smiled warmly and leaned down to give him a kiss before gun shots rang out in the street. They both looked towards the commotion, which was just typical for a frontier town. However they were newcomers so it was intriguing. Ford looked at the man who made it out and saw the look of a man who was far more experienced then appearances gave off. Making a mental note to avoid him the Fords shook their heads,<br/><br/>"Think that will happen often?"<br/><br/>"Have you had a look around, I'm pretty sure that's how these people say hello"<br/><br/>