wouldn’t mind doing that to her himself, but he’d have to wait until the time was right.
“How’s my buddy?” He rubbed Firebrand’s forelock before giving him a banana.
His horse snarfed it down. When he looked over, he could see Sunflower was making short work of her treat. They walked their horses away. Then an amazing thing happened. Firebrand moved next to Sunflower, who rested her head on his neck.
“Do you see what I’m seeing?” Liz whispered.
“I bet you can’t wait to get this down for your article.”
“I’m going to title it ‘Lovebirds at the Arena.’”
He threw back his head and laughed into the air. It was a mild winter night in St. George. There was no snow here and it was pleasant beyond words. Then his cell phone rang again. The horses’ ears pricked in response. He was sure Liz’s did, too, but he let it go on ringing.
A half hour later they’d put their horses to bed for the night and could go themselves. His phone rang again as they entered the trailer. Liz turned to him. “Whoever is trying to get you isn’t going to go away until you answer. I’ll shower first to give you privacy.”
He didn’t need privacy. Once she’d disappeared in the bathroom, he listened to his voice mail. Reva was at the hotel waiting for him.
He texted her that he wasn’t in Las Vegas. When he arrived tomorrow, he’d call her at the hotel.
By now he should be feeling some rush of excitement at the thought of seeing her again, but nothing could be further from the truth. He resented her intrusive phone calls. Something had been happening to him since Liz had agreed to come to Las Vegas with him. Tonight he felt as though he’d been spirited away to a different place and point in time with nothing to do with his past life.
Concern for his grandfather prompted him to phone the older man he loved. He wondered how Ned’s visit had gone. Once he got him on the line, Connor told him about the horses and Liz’s speculation about them experiencing romantic love.
“That girl’s a horse whisperer. If anyone can figure it out, she can.”
“Well, so far they’re acting sweet on each other. Now, tell me about Ned. Did you see him?”
“No. He went straight to his parents’ house and spent time with the family. Your great-uncle Tyson called me and told me what went on. It wasn’t good. They’ve got Ned on a medication that has calmed him down, but he’s not himself and very quiet. He’s going to need a lot of therapy, but at least he was able to come home for a first visit.”
“That’s something. As you’ve always told me, time is the great healer.”
“Yup. How’s that working out for you?”
When he looked around, Liz was just coming out of the bathroom in a different pair of pajamas, this time in a green print. In a moment of gut honesty Connor answered, “It’s working, Grandpa.”
It’s working.
Chapter Four
Before Liz went to bed, she reached into her purse and wrote out a check. After signing it, she handed it to Connor, who was sitting at the kitchen table with the phone still in his hand.
He glanced at it. “What’s this?”
“Before you give me trouble, I want you to know I already added the word generous to that list I’m keeping on you. You wouldn’t know how to be anything else, but I wouldn’t have accepted your offer to ride with you if I couldn’t reimburse you every few days for my expenses.”
She saw him hesitate before he folded the check and put it in his shirt pocket. “Thank you.”
“I’m the one thanking you for not giving me a hard time about it. I like to pay my own way as much as possible.” She walked over to the sofa and pulled out the bed. Once she got in, she finished braiding her hair. “How’s Ralph tonight?”
“Good. Ned came for a visit.”
“Did he see him?”
“No. He spent all his time with his parents. It’s too soon for anything else.”
“At least the doctor said he could visit them. That sounds like
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