Thoroughbreds and Trailer Trash by Bev Pettersen

Author:Bev Pettersen
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
ISBN: 9780987671783
Publisher: Westerhall
Published: 2012-05-11T21:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

Jenna fed Peanut a piece of carrot then gave his shoulder a quick scratch and guided him back to the kennel. “Enough grass for now, my man. I actually have to work today.”

She strode back to the trailer. Twenty minutes to change and add a dab of makeup. Her heart was pounding a little too quickly, but it wasn’t because Burke was coming. She had this relationship totally under control.

Hugging herself, she bounced down the hall. He was fun and exciting and surprisingly nice. Not nice like Colin but nice in a different way. Hard and soft at the same time, an iron hand in a velvet glove. She shook her head, uncomfortable with the analogy.

Gloves always came off.

Didn’t matter though. She needed to indulge in a man once in a while, and Burke was this year’s indulgence. He was leaving in a week or so. It was perfect.

She pressed her speed dial, surprised when her sister answered. “Good morning, Em. Glad I reached you. How are things?”

“Fine.” Sleep crusted Emily’s voice. “But I’m really tired.”

“Don’t you have classes today?”

“Yeah, but we’re not doing much. And the material is so stupid. Why are you calling anyway? I thought we were supposed to text.”

“I have been texting. You haven’t been answering. Besides, they gave me a work phone with unlimited calling, Internet and everything.” She gave a happy skip, remembering Burke’s statement that she could call anywhere in North America. “And I wanted to tell you that Peanut is getting better. His hair is growing back, he has more energy—”

“That’s great, really great.” Emily’s voice faltered for a moment. “Sis, I want to come home.”

“Come home? You mean for the weekend?”

“No…I mean for good. Maybe Wally would give me my summer job back. It was fun grooming and hanging out. I miss everyone, even mean old Frances.”

Jenna’s legs wobbled. She sank into the kitchen chair, gripping the small phone, struggling to hear Emily’s voice over the painful roaring in her ears. “But we paid all that money,” she finally managed. “Borrowed, scraped. You’re doing so well—”

“I’m failing.”

Failing. And probably Trevor had just dumped her. Jenna squeezed her eyes shut, biting back her despair. Wouldn’t do any good to yell. Emily always molded her life around her current boyfriend, tended to fall apart when left alone. That fatal gene ran deep.

“Trevor and I broke up,” Emily said. “He hooked up with this girl with a big nose, someone he met golfing. If only we could have afforded lessons. If I’d gone golfing with him, it never would have happened.”

Jenna’s throat clamped so tightly she couldn’t speak.

“So, would you talk to Wally?” Emily went on. “See about getting me a job? You’re his top employee.”

“I told you before,” Jenna said, “he’s not the manager now.”

“Right, well the new guy then. Can you talk to the new guy?”

The new guy’s car rolled into the driveway, crunching gravel under its gleaming tires and casting a long shadow.

“I have to go.” Jenna muttered, wiping at her eyes.

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