A Texan for Hire (Welcome to Ramblewood) by Renee Amanda

Author:Renee, Amanda [Renee, Amanda]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2015-02-28T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Abby was grateful Kay had allowed her to bring Duffy to Dance of Hope. Friskier than usual, her dog trotted in circles in front of her, excited to be in his new favorite surroundings. A trip to the ranch meant playtime with Kay’s dog, Barney.

Clay had been right, she felt better already. If she focused on her dreams for the future, the past would fall into place. She had a private investigator on the job and she needed to trust him. Something she had found rather easy to do since the day they’d met.

The Ride ’em High! Rodeo School was in full swing in the outdoor corrals between the arena and the main stables. Teenagers whooped and hollered atop bucking broncos while their instructors coached them from the safety of the fence rails.

Shortening Duffy’s leash, Abby walked past the two bronze statues at the entrance to the combined facilities. On the left, a life-size statue of Kay’s granddaughter, Ever, perched upon her hippotherapy horse, glinted in the afternoon sun. To the right, a bucking bronco with a twentysomething Joe Langtry, on his final professional ride, cast a larger-than-life shadow against the building’s facade.

Abby opened the doors leading into the arena’s stone entryway, which divided the therapy area from the school. Abby didn’t think anyone would be inside on such a gorgeous day, but she looked around just in case.

The hippotherapy’s massive arena contained smaller sections designated for different types of therapy. One area in particular held a flatbed wagon for patients unable to sit in the saddle. The more Abby studied equine physiology, the more sense the therapy made to her. She’d be forever grateful for the books Kay had loaned her from Joe’s personal library on the subject.

Standing at the head of the arena, Abby experienced an air of calmness she didn’t feel when working at the hospital. There were certain people who deemed her nothing more than a troublemaker because of the recommendations she made. Then there were others, who commended her initiative.

The Langtrys were progressive. They appreciated an unconventional approach to physical along with cognitive therapy. They provided the type of environment Abby wanted to work in. Despite the details she would need to iron out, each day she spent in town deepened her desire to call Ramblewood home. If only it were that simple.

Leading Duffy through the hallway toward the back door, she exited the building and headed for the outdoor riding area. The complete opposite of the rodeo school’s corrals, plenty of trees provided shade in Dance of Hope’s secluded area.

Kay sat at a picnic table with a mound of file folders in front of her. She looked up when Abby approached.

“Welcome to my outdoor office. When the weather’s this nice, I think it’s a sin to stay inside.” Kay leaned down and scratched Duffy behind the ears. “And how are you today, little fella? Barney will be thrilled to see you.”

“Are you sure it’s okay I brought him?” Abby asked. “I know you said it was, but I don’t want to impose.

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