pawn off on the rodeo boys?â
âHow could I forget him?â She laughed.
âWell, I finally convinced Bubba Morris that he could shed any rider who was fool enough to climb up on his back, so I was throwing a rope on him while the boys got the trailer back up to the corral.â
âThere was a mudhole,â she guessed.
âFrom last nightâs rain,â he agreed.
âAnd the bull pulled harder than you did.â
âLady, you read my mind. Never fear, the headacheâs gone now, and I hope some mean-tempered cowboy rips his gut open for him.â
âSadist,â she teased.
âWhat did Curry take Amanda all the way to Houston for?â he asked suddenly.
âLunch.â
âWhy didnât they go to San Antone; itâs closer,â he said, abbreviating the name of the well-known Texas city affectionately, because, it was said every Texan had two homesâhis own and San Antonio.
âI donât know,â Eleanor told him. âI guess she wanted to look in on her apartment or something. Sheâs been staying with a friend for the past two weeks, over in Victoria.â
âBad time for Curry to be away from the ranch, what with roundup comingon,â Jim remarked. âHeâs got a hell of a lot of work ahead of him. Itâs no easy thing to move that many cattle from winter to summer pasture, and brand them, and check them, and spray themâ¦â
âDonât tell me, I know all too well,â Eleanor sighed. âWhose shoulder do you think they cry on when Curryâs out of earshot? Sixteen hour days, no time off, hurting feet, no booze because Curry wonât let them drink on roundup, machinery breaking downâ¦Iâve heard it all, and I will again. But I understand Curry to say it was already going on; he invited Amanda down to watch the branding.â
âOf those new ones he just bought, probably,â Jim reminded her. âIâll bet he called Terry over to check them and give them their shots at the same time.â
âThatâs right, he did,â she replied. âOh, gosh, I knew things were going too smoothly. Iâve got to live through roundup before I get out of here!â
âIf we broke your leg, you wouldnâtbe any more use to him,â he said thoughtfully.
âOh, no,â she returned. âI need both legs to keep out of his way!â
âWhatâs he been up to, Norie?â he asked darkly.
âJust his usual incorrigible temper,â she lied calmly. âIâd better get off this thing and get dressed. Want to go back to the club tonight and give the lady another charge?â She grinned.
He paused. âWhy not? Let her see what sheâs missing.â He chuckled.
Jim was more outgoing than usual, and Eleanor found herself laughing as she hadnât in weeks. The club was crowded, but not so much so that she couldnât see Jimâs pretty blonde shooting curious glances their way.
âSheâs hooked,â Eleanor told Jim, darting a glance toward the blonde two tables over. âIâm getting vicious green-eyed looks.â
âYou donât mind?â he asked quietly.
Both narrow eyebrows went up, and she smiled. âIf I did, would I be here?â
He smiled back. His dark eyes twinkled. âIsnât she a dream, Norie?â he asked.
âNow, Jim, Iâm not that interested in girls,â she told him.
âOh, hell, you know what I mean!â
She laughed. âYes, she is a dream. For heavenâs sake, why donât you ask her out? Are you afraid of her?â
He shifted restlessly in his chair. âI guess maybe I am, a little.â He sighed. âIâm not a young man any more, Norie, and Iâve got a son. There are a lot of women whoâd mind that combination.â
âAnd a lot more who wouldnât.â She leaned forward. âI dare you.â
âNorie, I
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