Home Fires (Hope Springs) by Lois Greiman

Author:Lois Greiman
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Fiction, General
ISBN: 9780758281227
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2013-05-27T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 16

“What a grand old mare,” Sam said, and straightening, stroked the gray’s speckled neck.

Casie refrained from gritting her teeth. She had no reason to dislike Samantha Shepherd. Especially since the woman had just spent the past hour and a half shaping therapeutic shoes over an acetylene torch. Sweat beaded her brow. It glimmered on her chest and arms. All of the above were extremely well defined. “Good thing you caught this early on, Ty, or her chances of a full recovery wouldn’t have been nearly so good.”

Ty shuffled his feet. “Casie’s the one that took her in,” he said.

The blacksmith turned toward Casie, who shrugged. This woman wasn’t the enemy, she reminded herself. “I just supply the feed,” she said. “Ty looks after her.”

“Well . . .” Sam glanced at Colt. She had a crooked smile that could light up a cave. “Colt always could find himself people with soft hearts.” She laughed, seeming to remember something the others weren’t privy to. Casie felt her stomach tighten. “The world needs more of that kind. God knows them PMU horses could use some help. Right?” Sam said, and pulling her gaze from Colt’s with an obvious effort, turned her smile on Casie.

Casie tried to smile back. “What horses?” she asked. Thunder rumbled off to the west. A storm was rolling in.

“The ones on that urine line.”

“What?” Casie asked. Sophie scowled.

“You know,” Sam said, and shifting Angel’s left foreleg carefully onto the heavily bedded floor, straightened her back. The movement shifted her tank top a little higher, almost allowing it to hide half her boobs. “The mares that are kept for the urine that’s used for hormonal imbalances and stuff. There’s a farm around here somewhere, I guess. I mean, they didn’t report any abuse on that particular property, but I’ve got a feeling the conditions might not be real cozy. They showed footage from other farms . . .” She shook her head and patted Angel’s shoulder. “Well, I think we’re done here.”

“Thanks,” Colt said. “I really appreciate your help.”

“Yes,” Casie added, trying to sound grateful. “Thanks so much for all your time. What do I owe you?”

“You?” She laughed. “Nothing at all. But Colt here owes me a roping lesson and a pair of red—”

“So you think she’ll come along okay?” Colt asked.

Sam raised her brows at the change in course, but followed along easily enough. “Yeah,” she said, and still smiling, turned toward Ty. “You keep taking care of her like you have been and she should come around just fine. I’ll plan on stopping back in a few days to take a look at her. But you gotta promise to call me right away if she takes a turn for the worse, or if you have any questions. Call me . . . night or day.”

Ty nodded.

Sam smiled. “You got my number?” she asked.

Ty shook his head and looked sheepish. Laughing a little, Sam slapped a hand to the pocket on the seat of her jeans. The fabric across her boobs stretched as tight as an overtaxed water balloon.

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