her dad picks her up.” Then he slowly turned and walked inside the house. She was beyond crushed with what she had brought to this kind generous family. Her dad would take her back to Laramie and protect her. Cody and his family would resume their lives and deal with their father’s illness. Maybe she would see Cody again. She hoped she would but she didn’t know if he only wanted her because of the grief and pain he was feeling. Everything was all mixed up, and the only thing she knew for sure was that she hated Marcus with all her soul. *** He watched her drive off from the kitchen window. This was a shit day. She was probably right. They were burning too hot for each other right now and he was losing focus on his family. He had responsibilities that needed to be handled like getting his mom and dad off to their appointment, arranging to have his truck towed in, and finishing the morning chores. The world seemed to be spinning in slow-motion. He needed to get grounded and step up as the man of this house while is dad was getting cured. That’s the attitude he needed to take to get him through these next few days. “Mom and dad, I think you should take Jenny with you, she can keep mom company, while you are having all your tests done. I’d feel better knowing she was safe with you while Tammy’s lunatic ex-husband is still around trying to do damage.” His parents agreed. Cody got on the phone and arranged for a second room for his sister. “I’ll follow you into town when you leave, to check on the truck, and pick up a few supplies.” On the way into town, he saw his truck smashed by the side of the road. Looks like he was going to get a new truck. Add one more thing to his list. His parents got on Highway 59 and waved back at him. He stopped by Bud’s garage and arranged to have his truck picked up then stopped by Walmart and picked up groceries and other supplies. He found himself heading by Tammy’s condo and parked up the street. A deputy was helping her bring a suitcase bag to the car where an elderly gentleman was waiting, which must have been her father. She wrapped her arms around her dad, and he could see him talking to her. She turned and shook the deputy’s hand and got in her father’s car. They drove off, and all Cody wanted to do was jam the truck in gear and chase after her. It was hard to let her go. How had she become so important to him in just a few days? Surely it had to be more than lust. Cody pulled his phone out of his hip pocket. Will you text me when you get to Laramie. You know I’m going to worry about you. His phone pinged back. I’ll text you when I get to Laramie and I’ll call you at bedtime if that’s okay with you? Cody smiled. He texted back. Honey, we’re thinking alike, I was going to call you but you call me when you get settled down. Gonna miss you. He hit send. Me, too . She wrote. He relaxed his hands, put the phone in his pocket and grabbed the steering wheel, and slowly did a U-turn in the street and headed home. The fences needed mending, the colts needed to get acquainted with a bit and some leather straps, a few new calves needed shots, and he needed to look over the books. The ranch hands would pitch in and pick up the slack with his dad and brothers gone. They had never been gentlemen absentee ranchers, all of them had worked as hard if not harder than anyone on the place. All the members of his family pulled up their sleeves and got the jobs done. That’s how they were raised, and it seemed there was always something that needed mended or cared for so he was going to have his hands full. He was glad Matt would be there for a little while before he went off to college. Matt had been working right along his dad for the last few years when he wasn’t in school and could tell him if there were any pressing matters that needed attended to and could keep him company at night while they