Hill Country Homecoming by Julie B. Cosgrove

Author:Julie B. Cosgrove
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Prism Book Group

CHAPTER TEN

The woman who entered the Mercy Hospital ICU shuffled with her head down, taking tiny steps as if resisting the effort she knew she had to make. The one who emerged held her shoulders back, her spine straight and her chin raised. Travis stared with his mouth open.

Sarah winked and pushed it closed with her finger. “Let’s go. The ranch isn’t gonna run by itself.” She sashayed down the hall.

Travis scuffled to catch up with her. “Um, did Mr. Mansfield say anything?”

She punched the elevator down button. “No, but when I told him I was sorry for my childish behavior and that you and I were teaming up to keep the place churning, I saw a glimmer in his eyes and the edges of his lips curl up just a tad to the right.” She held up her thumb and forefinger to measure the tiniest amount. “All I needed to know. He approves.”

A ding sounded and the doors swooshed open. They stepped inside. Travis pressed the “P” for the lower level parking garage. Nobody else rode with them. He watched the numbers light up in descending sequence. “So…?”

She slapped his arm. “So, my dear Travis. Thanks to you, I got up the gumption to ask God to give me the words to apologize. He answered that prayer and they flowed from my mouth.”

Travis smiled. “He always does, Sarah. In one way or another. Glad you and the Almighty are talking again.”

She blushed. “Daddy forgives me and all is well. I am out to prove he—and you—are wrong about me. Spoiled rotten daddy’s little girl is gone. Poof.” She blew an imaginary feather from her fingertips.

“Sarah, I already told you I’d changed my mind about you. I know you want to try—”

“No. Not try, Travis. I will do this. The Bar-M will thrive once again.”

He cocked an eyebrow. We’ll see. More wintery weather is barreling down on us. The kind Texas isn’t used to. Lord, help us all muster through it.

* * *

Sarah awoke to the shutters slamming against her windows. The wind howled. Thuds, like a million tiny fists pounding against the panes, filled her ears. Sleet? No, wait. Thunder. A white flash pulsated though the slats. Lightning, too?

She shivered and pulled her throw around her shoulders. Outside, sheets of white pelted the ground. The sound became deafening. She tugged on a pair of jeans and a sweat shirt, and dashed in her sock feet down the back staircase to the kitchen. Travis entered and stomped his boots on the mat. “Good, you’re up. We have thunder sleet and the horses are spooking.”

“Thunder what?”

Cook shoved a thermos of coffee into her hands.

Travis raised his voice. “Now?”

Sarah blinked as his command registered. “Oh, yes. Right.” She handed him the carafe and sat on the bench in the mudroom to jerk on her boots. He helped her into her Armani ski jacket. “This is going get ruined, you know.”

She shrugged. “Don’t care. Tell me what to do.”

His eyes narrowed onto her face.

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