Cowgirl Down (Redneck Debutante) by Jenny Hammerle

Author:Jenny Hammerle [Hammerle, Jenny]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: OakTara Publishers
Published: 2014-02-28T05:00:00+00:00

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ON SATURDAY MORNING RACHAEL WAS UP BRIGHT AND EARLY to go to work on the Baxter Ranch.

Please let today go a little bit better…and faster.

Rachael left for work with her Aunt Margaret and mom. They had to be out to their jobs at the beach resort early and offered to drop her each Saturday. Michael planned on staying around the house for the day. He was fourteen now and could fend for himself. When Rachael arrived at the Baxter house, she was not surprised to see the porch lights were on, even though it was an hour before dawn.

Darn these country people. Doesn’t anyone around here ever sleep in?

Rachael lifted her hand to knock on the front door, but before she could knock, Mr. Baxter was there with a cup of coffee in hand.

“Come in, Rachael, and have some breakfast.”

Rachael walked in not saying a word. She really didn’t know Mr. Baxter all that well. When she had met him briefly last year, he seemed so jovial and fun-loving. Then after the other day’s fun-filled working experience where she thought he couldn’t care less if she lived or died, she wasn’t sure. Maybe it’s only his gruff exterior…some sort of tough love, redneck style discipline. Who knows?

Rachael was seated at the table when Mr. Baxter brought her a biscuit, jelly, and a cup of coffee. Is he waiting on me?

“I’ve got a shot of whiskey I can put in that coffee for you if you need it.” Humor creased the corners of his eyes.

“No, sir. My drinking days are done. I’ve learned my lesson.”

“Good. Today we are going to be building black board fences. We’ll have to get you a long-sleeved shirt to put on over your tank top.”

I know he’s religious, but come on! It’s not like I’m naked or anything. It’s just a tank top.

“Won’t that be a little hot?”

It was in the low eighties still in Florida this time of year. After last weekend’s experience, where she had to resort to cutting her clothes off, Rachael didn’t know if she could handle another hot day.

“Yes. It will be warm, but the thing is, if you don’t wear the long sleeves and gloves, the creosote used to treat the lumber will burn your skin something fierce.”

“Oh. Like a chemical burn?” Realization donned on Rachael. It’s not the tank top after all. Oops.

“Exactly. We use treated lumber to build the black board fences because in Florida with the dampness the fence will last longer if it’s built from treated wood.”

That was a little more about Florida fence building than Rachael wanted to know, but if she was going to be working for a ranch building fences and such, it was important.

“So. You and Travis are dating.”

“Um hum.” Rachael nearly choked on her biscuit.

Next he’ll be cleaning a gun or something. Talk about role reversal. I’m not a bad girl.

To Rachael’s surprise that was all he said. He stood from the table and pushed in his chair. He disappeared from the kitchen while Rachael sat in silence finishing the last of her biscuit and coffee.

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