Mistletoe Cowboy by Diana Palmer

Author:Diana Palmer [Palmer, Diana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Zebra Books
Published: 2020-07-20T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

While Katy was waiting at home for Parker and Teddie to come back, she had a telephone call from the vet who’d treated Bartholomew’s wounds.

“I thought you needed to know that the man who abused Bartholomew had the charges against him dropped,” he said with some rancor. “He’s friends with the prosecutor, it seems, and since there were no witnesses, they dismissed the case. He’s out again.”

“He should be tied up in a stable somewhere and doused with recycled grass,” she muttered.

“I agree. He says he wants his horse back. If I were you, I’d think seriously about getting an attorney. You’re going to need help.”

She drew in a long breath. “That’s good advice. Teddie’s so attached to the horse. It will kill her if they give him back to that . . . that animal. I won’t let him take Bart. I’ll fight him to the last ditch.”

“I feel as if I should salute you,” he teased.

“The army missed its chance when I didn’t enlist,” she said with a chuckle.

“Well, I just wanted to tell you what happened.”

“Thanks, Dr. Carr. I really appreciate it.”

“No problem. How are Bart’s hooves?”

“Looking good. We keep them cleaned and the farrier came over again this week to have a look. He says Bart’s healed nicely.”

“Good news,” he said. “I’ll say good-bye. If you need me, night or day, you call.”

“I will. Thanks again.”

She hung up and thought about what the vet had said. She only knew one attorney, but he was very good. Despite her dislike for his relentless pursuit, Ron Woodley was a good attorney who won most of the cases he’d tried; and he was fairly famous, for a young attorney. He was sweet on Katy. It would be underhanded and unkind to play on that attraction, she told herself. Then she thought about Teddie and what it would mean to the little girl to have an abusive former owner try to reclaim his horse. She didn’t know any local attorneys, and she was afraid that if the abuser had plenty of money, local attorneys in a small town might not be anxious to go up against him publicly. She needed somebody high-powered and aggressive in the courtroom. Teddie didn’t like the lawyer, but she loved her horse. Katy thought about that.

After which, she picked up the phone and made a long-distance call to Maryland.

* * *

When Parker and Teddie came up on the porch, both laughing, she felt a sudden pang of guilt. She should have first discussed with her daughter what she planned to do. She had an impulsive nature that sometimes got her into complicated situations. This one would certainly qualify.

“I’ve got lunch ready,” she said, leading the way into the kitchen. “How’s Bart doing?”

“Very well, indeed,” Parker said as he pulled out a chair for Teddie and then one for himself at the kitchen table. “His hooves look good. So does the rest of him.”

“What do you want to drink?” she asked Parker.

“Oh, a fifth of aged scotch, a magnum of champagne .

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