A Brokeback Mountain Slice of Life by Littlewing1957
Aguirre looked past Jack Twist and eyed Ennis Del Mar riding confidently into camp, a scrawny lamb in his arms. Jack followed Aguirre’s gaze over to Ennis, who by rights, was surely wondering why his boss and his lover were sizing him up. But Ennis didn’t fear. He dismounted alongside the tent, and very tenderly carried the tiny lamb to the dinner fire. Ennis placed the ewe next to the flames to keep it warm.
Aguirre turned his mount to the east and rode out. Ennis watched as Jack dropped his hatchet, gathered a small pile of wood, and headed his way. The lamb was sleeping soundly, and didn’t awaken as Jack scratched its tiny head.
Ennis didn’t ask his friend what Aguirre wanted, or why they looked at him when he rode into camp. He didn’t want to pry, but was certain that Jack would confide in him if and when the time was right. Ennis smiled at his friend and threw a log onto the flames. Jack patted his lover on the arm, and turned toward the fire to prepare the evening meal.