Hope Falls: Sparks Fly (Kindle Worlds Novella) by Jennifer Miller

Author:Jennifer Miller [Miller, Jennifer]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kindle Worlds
Published: 2017-06-27T18:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Landon

“No?” she repeats and I shake my head.

“My dad owned the business before I took over, his father before him. I’m the only son – it’s my sister and I. It’s always been assumed that I would take over, and even though it wasn’t what I really wanted, I never said a word to anyone.”

“Not anyone?”

“Nope. What would it serve? All it would have done is disappoint my dad, upset my mother… I just did what was expected. Got my business degree in college, then took over the business. My dad stops in now and again, but mostly it’s just me and my crew.”

“What would you do with your life if you could choose anything?”

“Anything?”

“Yes, anything,” she smiles as she looks at me.

“You know, I have to be honest and tell you that I don’t know. I’ve never really allowed myself to think about it except for rare moments.”

“Do you have a good relationship with your father?”

“I do, yes. I mean, I guess I did kind of give them hell when I was in high school, but that was long ago.”

“Gave them hell, how?”

“Oh, sneaking out, going cow tipping with friends, getting in trouble, drinking at parties, that kind of thing.”

“Cow tipping?” she asks curiously.

“You don’t know what that is?” I ask her laughing at the look on her face.

“Oh, no, I do. I just didn’t think people actually did it. Or certainly not in the last half century.”

I laugh and she smiles, and I find that I like the sight. She looks beautiful. The field at her back creates a pretty backdrop with the sun shining in her blonde hair, her eyes alight with mirth, her smile lights up her whole face and her laugh makes my heart pound faster. “Oh people do it alright, and I did it plenty.”

“The poor cows,” she says and her bottom lip sticks out in a pout.

“Yeah it is kind of mean,” I agree with a laugh.

“Kind of?”

“Okay, really mean. Sorry.”

“I just don’t think that’s good enough. I mean, who wants to be friends with an animal abuser?”

I open my mouth then close it, then when she laughs, I laugh too relieved that she’s kidding. “From this day forward any time I see a cow I shall personally apologize to it and the whole cow race for the disrespect I showed them all.”

She puts her finger on her chin like she’s thinking, “Hmm, well, I think that sounds good enough I suppose,” she agrees.

“Thank goodness.” I begin packing up our trash and the food containers into my backpack once more. “Ready?” I ask her.

“Ready,” she says and stands, and then helps me fold the blanket. We get back on our horses and head back the way we came. This time, she goes first, knowing that as long as she leads her horse to the path that it will know the rest of the way. I must confess, I don’t mind the view. Her hair bounces with each move the horse makes, her body doing a slow rock forward and back on her saddle.

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