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My mother smiled, taking a seat with us at the table. “Your grandmother would drive him up the wall. And I’m thinking he’d love every minute of it.”
Briar smirked. “You’re in luck, Mrs. O’Brian. Grandma is coming for Easter. I think she’s going to bring Grandpa too.”
“Lord save us,” I laughed.
CHAPTER NINE
Kate
I’d taken to walking for long periods, following a trail out behind the house that wound down by the creek. If I followed it far enough, I’d end up on Chase McCree’s property.
I didn’t usually go wandering onto other people’s land, but today I was in a melancholy sort of mood, just letting my feet lead, and not really thinking about where I was going. I’d deal with it when I got there.
The weather was crisp and cool. A light snow hugged the ground and trees. My boots crunched the earth, the sound seemed deafening in the quiet outdoors. I hadn’t walked this far in so long that by the time the red barn of Chase’s property came into view, I was out of breath from climbing a hill, and feeling uncomfortably warm in my jacket.
I ended up taking it off, tying it around my waist, and leaving me wearing a sweater that would hold up until I got to Chase’s house.
I had no clue what brought me here, and no clue why I didn’t turn back. Someone would recognize me. If Millie saw me, news of my return would be all over town by sundown.
But maybe I was okay with that. Maybe I wanted it. I was so sick of hiding. It’d been a month of almost complete solitude, other than the occasional visits from my friends. I wanted to go into town dressed normally and talk to people. Just be myself. I didn’t want to be dark and unapproachable. And I never wanted to wear another wig ever again.
When I reached the edge of the massive yard, I stayed behind a cluster of trees. The house was close, I could see Millie in the kitchen window, and her ornery cat was lounging on the porch. That cat didn’t like me or Chase for some reason.
I almost stepped out from behind the trees, thinking I’d visit with Briar and get to know her better when some voices stopped me.
Jerry, Chase, and a few of their other ranch hands were walking through the yard.
I didn’t want to interrupt, but I also didn’t want those men knowing I was here. Not that any of them were Death. I mean, that would be ridiculous. Part of me was certain Death didn’t know where I really was, and the more I stood in the snow thinking about it, the more I realized that it was smarter for me to be cooped up in a house, safe and bored, than being tormented by some insane person.
It was for the best.
I turned, warding off a chill, and shrugging back into my jacket. The sun would be going down soon, and I didn’t need to be wandering the wilderness in the dark.
I didn’t realize I was crying until I heard myself sniff.
Good Lord, I had to pull myself together. It was ridiculous that I was skulking around the woods, cold and alone, wishing that I could just be normal. I knew when I signed that recording contract that my life would never be normal again. I’d be famous, and my privacy would be lost.
Now with actual privacy; no paparazzi or fans accidently bumping into me in my day to day life, I was crying like a baby, wishing I could be back out in the world.
“What the hell are you doing?”
I stopped cold, cringing.
My wish had been answered.
I turned around, and not ten feet behind me, there was a massive black horse, with Dustin in the saddle, looking dumbstruck as ever.
“Uh, hi.” I smiled, but I was just as surprised. It was clear neither of us expected to run into anyone out here.
His dark eyes narrowed and a frown settled hard on his face. “Don’t hi me, Kate. Who…how? Damn it.”
“Is something wrong?” I asked, walking toward Colt. The big horse was intimidating in appearance, but very gentle and sweet in temper.
“Yeah,” he rubbed the back of his neck. “I’m seeing things.”
“Really?” was
Briar smirked. “You’re in luck, Mrs. O’Brian. Grandma is coming for Easter. I think she’s going to bring Grandpa too.”
“Lord save us,” I laughed.
CHAPTER NINE
Kate
I’d taken to walking for long periods, following a trail out behind the house that wound down by the creek. If I followed it far enough, I’d end up on Chase McCree’s property.
I didn’t usually go wandering onto other people’s land, but today I was in a melancholy sort of mood, just letting my feet lead, and not really thinking about where I was going. I’d deal with it when I got there.
The weather was crisp and cool. A light snow hugged the ground and trees. My boots crunched the earth, the sound seemed deafening in the quiet outdoors. I hadn’t walked this far in so long that by the time the red barn of Chase’s property came into view, I was out of breath from climbing a hill, and feeling uncomfortably warm in my jacket.
I ended up taking it off, tying it around my waist, and leaving me wearing a sweater that would hold up until I got to Chase’s house.
I had no clue what brought me here, and no clue why I didn’t turn back. Someone would recognize me. If Millie saw me, news of my return would be all over town by sundown.
But maybe I was okay with that. Maybe I wanted it. I was so sick of hiding. It’d been a month of almost complete solitude, other than the occasional visits from my friends. I wanted to go into town dressed normally and talk to people. Just be myself. I didn’t want to be dark and unapproachable. And I never wanted to wear another wig ever again.
When I reached the edge of the massive yard, I stayed behind a cluster of trees. The house was close, I could see Millie in the kitchen window, and her ornery cat was lounging on the porch. That cat didn’t like me or Chase for some reason.
I almost stepped out from behind the trees, thinking I’d visit with Briar and get to know her better when some voices stopped me.
Jerry, Chase, and a few of their other ranch hands were walking through the yard.
I didn’t want to interrupt, but I also didn’t want those men knowing I was here. Not that any of them were Death. I mean, that would be ridiculous. Part of me was certain Death didn’t know where I really was, and the more I stood in the snow thinking about it, the more I realized that it was smarter for me to be cooped up in a house, safe and bored, than being tormented by some insane person.
It was for the best.
I turned, warding off a chill, and shrugging back into my jacket. The sun would be going down soon, and I didn’t need to be wandering the wilderness in the dark.
I didn’t realize I was crying until I heard myself sniff.
Good Lord, I had to pull myself together. It was ridiculous that I was skulking around the woods, cold and alone, wishing that I could just be normal. I knew when I signed that recording contract that my life would never be normal again. I’d be famous, and my privacy would be lost.
Now with actual privacy; no paparazzi or fans accidently bumping into me in my day to day life, I was crying like a baby, wishing I could be back out in the world.
“What the hell are you doing?”
I stopped cold, cringing.
My wish had been answered.
I turned around, and not ten feet behind me, there was a massive black horse, with Dustin in the saddle, looking dumbstruck as ever.
“Uh, hi.” I smiled, but I was just as surprised. It was clear neither of us expected to run into anyone out here.
His dark eyes narrowed and a frown settled hard on his face. “Don’t hi me, Kate. Who…how? Damn it.”
“Is something wrong?” I asked, walking toward Colt. The big horse was intimidating in appearance, but very gentle and sweet in temper.
“Yeah,” he rubbed the back of his neck. “I’m seeing things.”
“Really?” was
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