walk. Then, unable to resist the lure of lavender polka
dot flannel, she crawled beneath the covers. At half-past
two, her cell buzzed, startling her awake.
“Hi Tess! Lotts called. Aaron can bring the Tacoma
down today, if you want,” Alice chirped. “Doc will be here,
too. I can come get you anytime.”
“Thanks.” She felt a rush of gratitude for Alice. She
already felt like family.
“So what did Doc Estes say?” Alice asked when she
pulled to the curb an hour later.
“Not much, it’s just a strain, she suggested the
chiropractor.”
Alice nodded. They drove in silence, the radio playing
softly.
“Jake was there,” Tess blurted. “I bumped into him in
the reception area, like a total dork. He wouldn’t get pizza
with me, but he said to call if I needed anything. I don’t get
it. Maybe he just feels guilty about the accident?”
Alice shot her a look of sympathy. “Oh, honey, I don’t
think it’s that.”
“What else could it be?”
“I think he’s scared,” Alice said, braking at a stop sign.
“Really? I just didn’t want to eat by myself.” Well, more
kissing would be nice, too. “You’re certain he doesn’t have
a girlfriend?”
Alice shook her head. “There’s nobody else, I’m
positive. Jake falls kind of easily, and I’ll bet he’s already a
little head over heels for you. He got burned so badly in his
divorce, he most likely feels safest keeping his distance.
Lotts told me he’s always asking for you.”
Tess remembered how he’d been in the diner. Shy,
and a little nervous. The idea that she’d scared him off
made her face burn. But then she thought of when he’d
touched her. He hadn’t been scared then. Or shy. At all.
“You said he was the best catch in town, Alice.”
Alice’s eyes were understanding. “He is. But just take it
easy, and give him some time. I’ll teach you billing codes
when we get back to the office, okay?”
“Oh, billing codes? That should get my mind off Jake,”
she laughed.
To:
[email protected] ,
[email protected] From:
[email protected] Subject: Petticoat Green Junction
Date: September 27, 9:34 pm
Dear Mom and Dad,
I looked at a pickup truck today: It’s everything I need,
four wheel drive, high off the ground, less than fifty
thousand miles, and really nice inside. Doc Harnes offered
to buy a toolbox for the back and put new snow tires on it
for me. It has heated seats, so I’ll be set for the winter.
Once I have a truck, I can start doing farm calls on my
own, so I really hope this is the one. The mechanic checks it
out tomorrow.
I’m taking small animal visits at the clinic alone now,
and I’ve gone out on a few farm calls with Doc. Work
outside the clinic setting is challenging, but Alice is a huge
help, and I’m learning so much.
It’s already cold here, and it snows a little bit every
night, just an inch or two. I set up firewood delivery for
next week. I’m glad I brought those insulated coveralls
along. I know how you love those, Mom. Besides being a
total fashion statement, they are super warm.
Mom, if you can mail the rest of my winter clothes that
would be great. Hug Grandma for me~ I called and told
her about Mamma Boccini’s. Knowing how much I like to
cook, she’s glad someone is feeding me ~
Love you both Oodles, Your girl, Tess
*****
Friday morning, Tess worked in the clinic, and her
afternoon ranch calls lasted well past dark. Tired and dirty
and still in the mountains, she was heading for home when
her cell buzzed.
“Hey, bet there’s a hungry vet heading towards town
about now,” Alice’s voice called cheerfully. “I just called
Mamma’s. Eggplant parmesan on special, and fresh
napoleons for dessert. How about I bring dinner over to
your place?”
“Homemade napoleons in Green Junction, Colorado?
Yum, mia nonna bella will be so happy for me.”
“You have an Italian grandmother?”
“Nonna Maggie. Northern Italian. She lives in South
Philly, in the house where my mom