Her Rodeo Man. Cathy Mcdavid

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      “Lessons and horse boarding more than pay for themselves.”

      “I wasn’t insinuating Mom and my sisters’ contribution weren’t an important part of the arena. There’s room for both.”

      As they started for the office, Liberty passed them, riding one horse and leading a second. She stopped to say good morning and to remind Ryder of their dinner plans that evening.

      “What are you up to?” Ryder asked her.

      “Endurance training. This is a client’s horse.” She indicated the tall gelding behind her prancing nervously in place. Pulling on the lead rope, she groaned in frustration. “He’s raring to go. I’ll catch up with you later.”

      Ryder stared after her. “I wouldn’t have guessed she’d be the one to take after Dad. Then again, none of us knew she was related to him.”

      Tatum and Cassidy had shared many a long discussion about her parents. Tatum understood Sunny’s motives for lying to Liberty—she didn’t want to give a raging alcoholic any reason to remain part of their lives. But Tatum wasn’t sure she’d do the same thing in Sunny’s shoes, if only because of the wedge it had driven between Sunny and Ryder. Losing her children for a mere four months had been unbearable. Sunny lost Ryder for twenty-two years, and she still didn’t have him back.

      “Ready?” she asked.

      “Where to now?”

      “The outdoor stalls and back pastures,” she suggested.

      They went in the same direction as Liberty. Ryder, Tatum noticed, slowed his steps to keep pace with her shorter strides. He was tall. Her chin barely reached his shoulder. He must have grown six inches after he left. If he kissed her now, he’d have to dip his head considerably further.

      Stop it!

      The mental reprimand was useless. How could she not think of Ryder when he walked beside her, near enough to touch if she extended her hand a mere three inches to the right?

      What had they been talking about? Oh, yeah, lessons and boarding.

      “Liberty’s also in charge of the trail rides,” Tatum said. “There’s usually one every weekend when we don’t have a rodeo.”

      “Just one?”

      “We don’t have enough requests for more than that on weekends.”

      “Are they profitable?”

      “Actually, yes.”

      “What’s the margin?”

      “I’d say about the same as riding lessons.”

      “How do we advertise the rides? And don’t tell me on the website and posters in town.”

      “Okay, I won’t. But that’s what we do.”

      He muttered under his breath.

      “There are tourists in town,” she protested. “They see the posters.”

      “What about the marina at Roosevelt Lake? Do we have a poster in their window?”

      “No.”

      “We should.”

      Did he notice he was talking in the plural? “Is that more of your reciprocal advertising?”

      “You catch on fast.”

      “I’ll call them and ask if we can deliver a poster.”

      “I’ll do it. In fact, I’ll just take one over this afternoon. That way, I can bring back one of theirs.”

      “Good idea.” She supposed a face-to-face meeting was better than a phone call. Harder to say no.

      Twenty minutes later they were through with the tour. Approaching the office from the outside entrance rather than the barn, they climbed the three steps to the awning-covered porch. Cassidy still sat at Tatum’s desk. Sunny wasn’t there. Tatum could see her empty office through the open connecting door.

      Was she avoiding Ryder? Had Cassidy told her mother about her fight, or whatever it was, with Ryder?

      “You’re back.” Cassidy quickly closed the webpage she had open on the computer and stood.

      “Stay longer if you aren’t done,” Tatum offered.

      “It’s all right. I have to make a run into Globe for supplies.”

      “Didn’t Liberty do that yesterday?” Ryder asked.

      “She bought lumber. I’m getting vet supplies. Dewormer and penicillin. There’s been three cases of strangles reported this month in the Mesa area. We don’t want to be caught with a low supply if it should move to Reckless.”

      “That’s serious.”

      Tatum concurred. She’d seen a strangles epidemic before. The highly contagious infection attacked the lymph nodes between a horse’s jaw or in its throat and caused flu-like symptoms lasting weeks, if not months. Should the Becketts’ bucking stock or boarded horses succumb, their entire business would be in jeopardy.

      “It is serious,” Cassidy said. “So, if you’ll excuse me.”

      “We can order penicillin online, and for a lot cheaper, with a prescription.”

      “I’ve already thought of that.” Cassidy lifted her chin. “Doctor Spence is coming tomorrow.”

      Ryder softened his voice. “I wasn’t questioning your abilities.”

      “See you later.”

      “That went well,” he said after Cassidy left.

      Tatum ignored him and sat at her desk.

      “Did I say something wrong?”

      “Look.” She leveled her stare at him. “If you weren’t questioning her abilities, you were questioning something.”

      “You’re right.” He dropped down into the visitor chair. “I’m sorry to involve you in our squabble.”

      “Squabble?” That hardly described their longstanding clash.

      “This big reconciliation Liberty and Dad are hoping for may not happen.”

      “It definitely won’t happen if you don’t try and get along.”

      “We argued about Mom. And,” he admitted, “the way I’ve acted in recent years.”

      Big surprise. Not. “How about we institute a new rule? No discussion regarding family at work, unless it relates to work. I’ll tell Cassidy and Sunny. You tell Liberty and Mercer.” She felt as if she was refereeing a fight between her children.

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