Frisco Joe's Fiancee. Tina Leonard

handed him the camera and Laredo squeezed off a shot.

      “You wake that baby, and Frisco’s gonna chew your head, Laredo.”

      They both froze for a second as the baby sighed. Neither brother nor infant awoke, however.

      Laredo gestured to Tex to follow him back into the kitchen. “I just had a brainstorm.”

      “I’m wary of storms, myself.”

      Laredo eyed him wryly. “I’m thinking about all these women.”

      Tex raised a brow. “You and all the rest of us. Glad to hear you’re normal, Laredo.”

      “I’ll ignore that for the moment, in the spirit of brotherhood.”

      Tex grinned.

      “I’m serious here. Give me a listen before you shoot this down, Tex. What if a woman was the way to get Frisco in a better frame of mind?”

      Tex gave him his most sober look, which was nearly ruined by the twinkle in his eyes. “Frisco’s frame is bent. Totally. I do believe there’s not a woman alive who can make him hang on the level.”

      Laredo sighed, used to his brother’s clowning.

      “But maybe some womanliness is the way to get Frisco to act like a human being.”

      “Like a shot of instant female hormones to counteract his overload of testosterone?”

      Laredo shook his head. “No, I’m talking flesh-and-blood woman. Like sweet Annabelle.”

      Tex burst out laughing.