Wild Ring by Angie Cottingham

Author:Angie Cottingham [Cottingham, Angie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2024-03-05T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Shane

If looks could kill, the ones my brothers are sliding my way would get the job done. What did I do this time? Are they pissed that I married Samantha? They don’t seem mad at her in the slightest. No, they console her, but let me wallow in my misery. That’s the way it’s always been, so it shouldn’t shock me.

“Daddy,” Dakota calls, stealing my attention.

“Yeah, baby girl?”

“Can we ride the horsies?”

“We’re not really dressed for riding, honey,” I tell her.

“I know that, silly. We can change. This dress is itchy.” She emphasizes just how itchy by scratching everywhere.

I chuckle. “Okay. How about you go tell your mommy that you want to change? I’ll go change real quick and we’ll go.” I tell her.

She immediately takes off toward Samantha, weaving in and out of the crowd. So many people showed up to spread condolences and celebrate Wayne. It’s all a little much, but who am I to complain?

Wayne was a pillar of this community if ever I saw one. He was never too busy to deliver groceries to the needy. He would not only give you the shirt off his back, but he would put you to work to get back on your feet.

He lived by the adage, “Give a man a fish and you feed him for a day. Teach them to fish and you feed them for life.”

He even tried that with my dad after he took me in. He put him through private rehab, paying a small fortune to help him get clean. It worked for all of a few weeks before Dad fell back down the rabbit hole.

Wayne protected me from Dad’s mood swings. He’d come around and follow me, begging for money. When I’d say no, he’d beat the shit out of me and then empty my pockets. After the beating from hell, I’d act out. I’d go looking for kids my size to fight, knowing I could handle them. I thought it made me tough, but I was wrong.

Wayne taught me that all I was doing was being a bully. It wasn’t right for me to take out my aggression on others. He gave me another outlet by putting me to work with the fresh horses.

Wayne said the horses were a lot like me. He had brought them to this new place, taken from their families, and they were afraid. He taught me how to help the horses get comfortable with their new home, and I eventually loved being around them.

I spent months and months working with them until finally, my anger calmed. It was maybe a year into being in the Davis house when Wayne took us all to the rodeo. It was there that I fell in love with the wild ring.

Watching those men ride professionally made my heart race in a good way for the first time. I decided at that moment that I would be a bull rider when I was old enough. That became my dream.

Wayne supported me completely.

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