The Thunder Rolls (The Dawson Brothers Book 8) by Ali Parker

Author:Ali Parker [Parker, Ali]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: BrixBaxter Publishing
Published: 2019-08-07T16:00:00+00:00

18

Helen

"Thank you for coming to the Larson Dude Ranch. Don’t forget to tell all your friends about us. We’d love to have them,” I said to the parting guests with a big smile on my face. This was part of the marketing after all. You wanted to leave the guests with a pleasant departure experience.

“We sure will. We had so much fun. This is a really special place,” the guest said.

“Thank you. I really appreciate that.” I shook their hands and then watched as they made their way toward their vehicle in the parking lot.

“Did you have a good time?” I said to the next guests that were walking toward me wheeling their suitcases toward their vehicle. It was a young couple about thirty years old. They seemed very happy, and in love. They had only been married a year.

“Oh yes. We had so much fun. Thank you for the experience. My Instagram page is absolutely loving all the photos,” the woman said.

“Well, don’t forget to tag us so that we can see all the great pictures you took,” I said.

“I did. Can we get a photo with you? You’re the owner, right?”

“Yes ma’am, Helen Larson and you absolutely can. Hey Eddie, can you take our picture!” I shouted to Eddie who was walking nearby.

“Yes ma’am,” he said coming over.

I was still getting used to all the social media aspects of running the ranch. It wasn’t my favorite part, but it was necessary for all businesses now, like it or not.

“Alright everyone, say cheese,” Eddie said, as I lined up with the couple and he took the shot.

“Thank you so much,” the woman said. Her husband wheeled their luggage to the car and Eddie stepped in to help. It was at this point that the woman took me aside to whisper something that kind of stunned me.

“Just between you and I—the reason my Instagram is so popular all of a sudden is because of that one ranch hand. Where is he? Oh, there he is,” she pointed across toward Dylan.

“Ah,” I said.

“He’s a cutie. All my friends have been posting in the comments, wondering who he is and if he’s single,” she laughed. “You should put him on the brochure.” With a wink, she laughed and then headed toward her husband.

“Thanks,” I said, confused, then shook my head and laughed, turning my attention to another group.

“Thank you for coming to the Larson Dude Ranch. I hope you had a wonderful time,” I said to the next group coming my way. They were a family of three, with an eleven-year-old. I had a brief conversation with them about their stay and any feedback they had. It was mostly positive which I was grateful for.

They were the last guests checking out that day. I turned from the parking lot after watching the last car get safely off my land and felt relieved. It was always a weight off my shoulders when the last guests left and I could get a little much needed break.

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