“Geez, thanks, Mr. Murphy,” Daniel told him, wondering why so many men made fun of him.
“That’s what friends are for. We miners have to stick together. And we have your mother’s welfare in common, too, don’t we?”
The hair on Daniel’s arms stood up. He didn’t know what he’d heard in the man’s friendly words but something hadn’t sounded quite right. Murphy loved Daniel’s mother. Love was a good thing. Confused, Daniel looked up into Murphy’s eyes and relaxed. His blue eyes sparkled and his smile was kind and friendly. “Thanks again for saving me,” Daniel said.
“No problem a’tall,” Murphy replied and smiled.
It was a friendly smile, Daniel reassured himself. He’d been imagining that Murphy wasn’t what he seemed. Dooley had spooked him. That was all. He took a deep breath. That had to be all. Murphy planned to help him. Wasn’t that proof of his goodwill?
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