A Rancher for Christmas by Brenda Minton

Author:Brenda Minton
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2014-10-10T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

On Thursday evening Breezy made it to town for the choir practice Margie Fisher had asked her to be a part of. She had wrangled the twins into warm clothes, fed them pasta and green beans. She’d even managed to do the dishes and throw in a load of laundry.

And she was exhausted. She had always thought children would be a lot of work. She knew babies took time and love. She didn’t know that two could turn a person’s world upside down and inside out. As she’d tried to put one girl in pants, the other had taken off running, giggling and losing hair clips as she made her escape. She’d chased Violet with Rosie under her arms and managed to snag her only to have Rosie escape and run through the house like a wild thing on the loose.

At Oregon’s All Things shop she parked, got out of the car and for a minute she stood there, unwilling to unbuckle the twins from their car seats. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, needing a moment to give her strength to get through this night. She had no idea how Marty managed, but she now realized the woman deserved a medal.

She wasn’t a quitter, but the girls had definitely worn her out. A part of her had almost expected them to tie her up and ransack the house! A quick peek in the window of the car led her to wonder how such innocent little girls could wreak such havoc on a house!

She leaned back against the car. A few deep breaths and she’d be ready for round two.

“Hey, you okay?”

She opened her eyes and saw Oregon. “I’m good. Just needed a breather.”

“Those twins are something else, aren’t they?”

She nodded and closed her eyes again. The air was cool and the sun had set, leaving a dusky, lavender light on the western horizon. She worried that if Oregon said anything too sympathetic, she might actually cry. It had been that kind of day. The kind that made her wonder if she was really cut out for raising two little girls.

The western horizon reminded her of times in the past when Maria would say, I think it’s time for a new adventure.

Sometimes Breezy had looked forward to those adventures. And other times she’d wanted to just stay, to let her feet stay rooted in that spot, let it become familiar.

“Breezy?”

“I’m good. I’ll get them out and meet you at the church?”

Oregon closed the shop door. Breezy noticed then that her daughter, Lilly, was with her. Lilly grinned and held up a puppy.

“Want one?” Lilly asked. “They’re nearly weaned and Mom said I can’t keep any of them. Well, except the mama dog, Belle.”

“What kind are they?” She opened the car door and started to unbuckle Rosie. Oregon moved to the other side of the car and did the same with Violet.

“They’re mutts,” Oregon offered. “The mother is a border collie. Dad is anyone’s guess.”

Breezy glanced back at the fawn-and-white puppy that Lilly was holding.

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