Explore "Lonesome Dove, Volume 2: Comanche Moon" by Larry McMurtry on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
WHEN CALL CAME IN with his saddlebags over his shoulder, Maggie's spirits sank. She was too disappointed to speak. Woodrow only brought his saddlebag into her rooms when he was leaving early-he was meticulous about checking his gear and would spend an hour or more at his task whenever he had to leave.
"You've only been here a day," she said sadly. "We haven't even talked about the baby."