The Rancher's Reunion. Tina Radcliffe

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      Annie recognized the pained expression on his face as a desperate plea to change the subject.

      “Have we got any fruit in the house?” he asked, with a quick glance around.

      “Fruit?” Rose asked, distracted. “What on earth are you talking about? There’s fruit in the basket, where it always is.” She grabbed the willow basket off the counter and dropped it squarely in front of Will.

      Margaret stood. “I must get back to the house. We’re hosting that big charity buffet tonight.” She paused to give Will her complete attention. “I can still count on you to be there, right?”

      Will frowned slightly, confusion evident his face. “Tonight?” He scratched his head. “Did I know about this?”

      Margaret gathered her leather clutch. “You certainly did. Ed and I both told you there will be several very important contacts for the ranch attending this party, including several well-connected young ladies that you certainly must meet.”

      Margaret Reilly was pointed in her plan for matchmaking. No doubt she’d find the perfect wife.

      The perfect wife for Will Sullivan.

      The sharp pain of realization made Annie wince. She blinked and mindlessly lifted the coffee mug to her lips, taking a swig of the hot beverage. The immediate result burned her mouth and brought tears to her eyes. With a noise of pain she swallowed.

      “You okay?” Will asked, jumping to his feet.

      “Hot. Hot,” Annie sputtered.

      He moved quickly to the sink, filling a glass with tap water. “Here, drink.”

      She did, swishing the cool and soothing water over the inside of her scalded mouth before swallowing.

      “Goodness, child. Are you all right?” Rose questioned.

      Humiliated, Annie nodded. Oh, this day was starting out fine. Little sister and child, all in one brief fiasco.

      “It was nice to meet you, Margaret,” Annie said, hoping to move past the awkward incident.

      “My pleasure, Annie. I know we’ll see each other often. My husband, Ed, and I work very closely with Sullivan Ranch.” She turned to Will. “Don’t we, Will?”

      Will gave a short nod.

      “I’m sorry. What is it you do?” Annie asked.

      Margaret gave a bemused smile. “Why, Ed is the CEO of KidCare.”

      Annie raised a brow.

      “Oh, my. You have been gone for a while.”

      “KidCare is an international children’s ministry consulting firm based in Tulsa,” Will answered.

      “Basically we connect and support children’s charities, ministries and youth organizations,” Margaret said.

      “How does that involve Will?” Annie asked.

      “Ed had several great ideas and came to me with a business plan about eighteen months ago,” Will explained. “Sullivan Ranch will be hosting events for KidCare. In return, KidCare backs the operations and promote the events.”

      Annie nodded. She imagined the publicity alone was a boost for the ranch. “That sounds really exciting.”

      “Oh, it is,” Margaret assured her. “Sullivan Ranch has their first big program coming up. A local denomination is holding a get-together for their junior high kids from across the Tulsa area. They’ll be camping out right here.”

      “Where, here?” Annie asked.

      “Right here on the ranch,” Will said. “I’ll show you around later. You won’t believe the changes. I’ve added a few cabins on the other side of the peach trees, near the Dearborne property line. There’s a campground, too.” His eyes lit up and his face, normally a mask of composure, seemed almost animated.

      “Really?” Annie said. “What a terrific idea. I can’t wait for a tour.”

      Margaret wrinkled her nose. “I’ll pass on the camping, but I will be coordinating the catering for the barbecue.”

      Rose coughed. “I keep telling you I can handle a little barbecue,” she said, while giving the already sparkling countertops a brisk rubdown with her sponge.

      “I’m certain you can, Rose,” Margaret returned. “But there will be about fifty or so campers, and I wouldn’t think of imposing upon your goodwill. Besides, there are health regulations we must adhere to.”

      Rose inhaled sharply.

      Ouch. Business or not, Margaret didn’t understand who ruled the culinary roost at Sullivan Ranch. Rose O’Shea did, and she’d done it single-handedly for over twenty years.

      “What time is that party tonight?” Will asked, interrupting the uneasy silence.

      “Seven. Of course you’ll be there early so we can take care of some KidCare business before everyone arrives,” Margaret said. She caught Will’s eye, making it very clear she expected full cooperation.

      “Probably won’t make the party early,” Will finally answered Margaret, as he walked to the sink and rinsed his mug. “This is Annie’s first full day back.”

      Margaret blinked with surprise. “I see. Then we’ll expect you at seven. Don’t forget a tie.”

      “No, ma’am, I won’t.”

      There was a strained silence before Margaret spoke again. “Ed has those brochures ready for you. They’re in the car if you’d like to collect the box now.”

      Will pursed his lips, then nodded and grabbed his hat.

      Margaret adjusted her jacket. When she turned to Annie, control was back in place. “I’ll see you again, Annie. We’ll plan to do lunch once you’re settled.”

      Annie smiled, though somehow she just couldn’t see her and Margaret doing lunch.

      “Thank you for the coffee, Rose,” Margaret added, following Will.

      Rose gave a curt nod.

      When they were well out of earshot, Annie rubbed her hands together. “Well, that was fun.”

      “Don’t even get me started,” Rose fumed, clearing the table. “That woman thinks she can run Will, the same as she runs her husband.” Rose took a deep breath. “Now, what do you want to eat?”

      Annie opened her mouth to suggest pie, but shut it quickly as Rose continued: “And don’t you dare say pie.”

      Chapter Three

      The old ranch Jeep, a rusty black model minus doors, roared to life. Will shifted gears, guiding the vehicle along the bumpy dirt and gravel road, leaving a wake of СКАЧАТЬ