And somehow that smile hit harder than it should have.
Way harder.
I cleared my throat.
Looked back at the boys.
"First..."
I pointed toward therunaway calf.
"...catch that."
The boys groaned.
The calf bolted.
And just like that...
My first day as a ranch foreman officially began.
God help us all.
14
SADIE
For the first time all morning...
The ranch was quiet.
Mostly.
One of the boys had accidentally backed the feed trailer into a fence.
Again.
But compared to earlier?
That barely qualified as a disaster.
I sat on the porch steps with a glass of sweet tea.
Watching Beast.
He stood near the corral with the ranch hands.
Arms crossed.
Black T-shirt stretched across shoulders that looked capable of carrying the entire ranch if necessary.
The boys were listening.
Actually listening.
A miracle.
I wasn't sure how he'd done it.
