Trust Our Tomorrows by Carrie Carr

Author:Carrie Carr [Carrie Carr]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, pdf
Tags: Fiction, General, Lesbian, Romance
ISBN: 9781619290112
Google: JhKvpwAACAAJ
Amazon: 1619290111
Publisher: Yellow Rose by RCE
Published: 2011-12-19T00:00:00+00:00

After lunch, Lorrie was given permission to show her new grandparents around the ranch. She took Veronica by the hand and led them through the back door. “This is where we play most of the time,” she told them, sounding like a seasoned tour-guide. “Over there's the sandbox where I used to play, when I was a little kid. My sister still plays in it, sometimes, with my Momma and Mommy.”

Harrison looked around the fence-in yard. Besides the sandbox, there was an expansive swing set, all surrounded by a three-foot white picket fence. “Do you like it here, Lorraine?”

“Sure.” She seemed confused by the question. “Don't you like it?”

“Well, um, of course. It's very, ah, nice.”

Lorrie expertly opened the gate. “You've got to hurry. If Freckles sees us leave, she'll want to come.” Once they were all through, she closed and latched it. “She's not allowed, because the horses don't like her very much.”

Almost as if hearing Lorrie, Freckles suddenly bounded out of the pet door and into the yard. She stopped at the gate and barked.

“Hush, Freckles. We'll be back in a little while.” Lorrie stuck her hand through the fence and brushed the rat terrier's head. “Be a good girl and go back in the house.”

The dog barked again, then sat by the gate.

Lorrie looked up at the adults. “She'll get tired of waiting and go back inside in a little while. She always does.” Once again she took Veronica's hand. “Can I call you Grandma?”

“I think I'd like that a lot, darling.” Veronica allowed herself to be led toward an impressive looking barn. “Goodness, that's large.”

“Momma says the horses have it better than she did, when she was a little kid,” Lorrie shared, as she opened the barn door. “Mommy says she's full of bull.”

Even Harrison snorted at that comment. When they stepped inside, he nodded his head. “Very nicely done,” he said under his breath. “How many horses do you have, Lorraine ?”

She turned to look at him. “You can call me Lorrie, if you want. I only get called Lorraine when I get into trouble.”

“Very well. And you may call me grandfather, if you'd like,” he offered.

“Okay.” Lorrie tugged on Veronica's hand until they were in front of one of the stalls. “This is Mine.” She climbed the wooden slats of the gate and rubbed the horse's nose.

Veronica took a step back. “What's its name?”

“Mine.” When Lorrie noticed the confusion on Veronica's face, she laughed. “Momma says when I was little, I thought everything was mine, so I sorta named her.” Lorrie sat on the top rung of the stall and faced her grandparents. “Do you have horses where you live?”

Harrison laughed. “Of course not! We live in a city with millions of people.”

“Oh.” Lorrie seriously considered his answer. “Do you like it?”

“Of course, we do.” Harrison turned to his wife. “Don't we, Veronica?”

His wife stepped closer to the stall and cautiously glanced at Mine. “It has its perks, I suppose. We haven't stayed there long enough for me to know.

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