Rocky Mountain Cowboy. Tina Radcliffe
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Название: Rocky Mountain Cowboy
Автор: Tina Radcliffe
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Короткие любовные романы
Серия: Mills & Boon Love Inspired
isbn: 9781474064903
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“Hard to believe my mother didn’t mention anything.”
“Maybe she thought you had enough on your plate.”
Joe released a breath. “I guess.”
“Did you know Nick Simpson?” Sam asked.
“No. Though it was hard to avoid the gossip when he and Becca eloped. His parents have a summer home near Four Forks. He went to boarding school out East. I hear he spent most of his summers doing whatever it is that rich kids do in the summer. Never saw him in Paradise.”
“How’d she meet him?”
“College. Becca had a full ride to Colorado College. I went local. We ranch boys like to stay close to home, so we can smell the loam in our own backyard.”
“Is that how it works? Didn’t someone tell me you two used to be an item?”
“We were kids. Too long ago to even remember.” Joe shifted in his seat. “So what do you think about the accident?”
“I don’t know what to think, Joe. Why wasn’t a smart guy like that wearing his seat belt was my first question.”
Joe shook his head, thinking.
Sam shrugged. “Truth is, I can’t tell you anything that wasn’t in the news or on the television. I remember thinking at the time that the whole situation seemed sensationalized to sell more papers.”
The only sound for moments was the hum of the fan as Joe considered the information Sam had shared, while trying to piece it all together.
“Funny how one moment can define the course of your entire life,” Sam finally said.
“Tell me about it.” Joe stood. “Thanks for your time.”
“Sure. I can’t say I’ve told you anything everyone else doesn’t already know. You can probably read the newspaper account at the library.” Sam stood as well and came around his desk.
Joe nodded.
“Any idea if she’s here to stay?” Sam asked.
“To stay? No idea. She’s doing the certification on my prosthesis. That’s all I know.”
“Is there a problem?”
“I thought there was. The real-estate agent refused to rent her a house.”
“You think Judge Brown could be behind that?”
“I’m not sure.”
“Do you want me to investigate?” Sam asked.
“No. But thanks, Sam. After what you told me, I’m sort of looking forward to figuring this one out myself.”
“Momma!” Casey Simpson raced across the lawn, her dark braids bouncing as she moved. When she got close, she launched herself into her mother’s arms.
Rebecca buried her face in her daughter’s neck, breathing in the sweet scent.
“I’ve missed you so much, Momma.”
“I’ve missed you, too, baby.”
“Grandma’s in the house. I’ll get her.”
A moment later, the front screen creaked open, then closed with a bang, causing Rebecca to look up. Joan Anshaw stood on the front porch of the gray clapboard house. “I thought you’d never get here.”
“I was starting to feel the same way. That old Honda is on its last legs.”
Her mother pushed back a strand of her short dark bob, and took off her glasses to wipe the moisture from her eyes. “Oh, Mom, don’t cry.” Rebecca moved quickly to the porch, wrapping her mother in a warm embrace.
“I’m not crying.”
“You’re not?” Rebecca peered down into the face of the woman who had been her rock for the last twenty-four months.
“No. Cowgirls don’t cry. Remember? Your daddy always said that.”
Ah, her father. Rebecca smiled at the memory. Her dad, Jackson Anshaw, had spent most of his life as foreman for Hollis Elliott Ranch Holdings.
“Daddy only said that so I’d stop whining about all the chores he gave me.”
Joan laughed. “It worked, didn’t it?” She sniffed before slipping her glasses back on.
“Yes, it did.” She pressed a kiss to her mother’s cheek. “We’re in the homestretch now, Mom. Let’s not forget that.” She smiled. “I am so grateful for OrthoBorne Technology for giving me my job back and this opportunity. Just the fact that we don’t live four hours from each other is a blessing.”
“Does that mean you’re here in Paradise to stay?”
“One step at a time. I have custody of my daughter again. I have a job, and I’m here until Joe Gallagher finishes certification.” Rebecca smiled, savoring the thought of being in the same place as her mother and her daughter for a while.
“What then?” her mother asked.
“Then the company will decide if I can be promoted to full-time senior case manager. With that position, I can work from home. I’d touch base with the Denver offices once a week.”
“Oh, Bec, that would be wonderful. Casey wouldn’t have to change schools again.”
“I know. There’s a lot riding on this assignment, not to mention a fat bonus check.”
Joan sank onto one of the rocking chairs on the porch. She tucked her slim, denim-clad legs beneath her. “So what’s the plan?”
Rebecca leaned back against the porch railing. “I start at Gallagher Ranch on Monday.”
“Wonderful.”
“Yes. And I’m still looking for a place for the summer.”
“I thought you had a rental.”
“That fell through.”
“Fell through? That’s odd. You don’t think Nick’s grandfather had something to do with it, do you?”
“Let’s not go there.” Rebecca shook her head. She refused to let Judge Brown put a cloud on all the good things that were happening. “I’ll be making a few calls on Monday. Something will open up.”
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