The Rancher's Christmas Match. Brenda Minton

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       Chapter One

      Isaac West stood at the door of the feed store, letting his eyes adjust to the late November sunshine pouring down on Hope, Oklahoma. Some days a guy just preferred clouds. This happened to be one of them. The bright sunshine made his head spin and needlelike jabs of pain above his temple warned that a headache would knock him down before he could get back to the ranch.

      It had been a good two months since he’d had the last headache. He’d kinda hoped he’d seen the last of them.

      “Isaac, are you okay?” Mrs. Adams, the owner of the feed store, called out to him, her voice filtering through the long tunnel that had been his hearing for the past six years.

      “I’m good.”

      “You’re looking a little on the pale side. You want me to call Jack and have him pick you up?”

      He didn’t bother with denials. In a town the size of Hope, everyone knew everyone else’s business. Mrs. Adams meant well. After all, as she liked to point out, she’d known him since he was knee-high to a grasshopper.

      “Nah, I’m good,” he assured her. “Right as rain.”

      He pulled a toothpick from his pocket and stuck it between his teeth. Might as well just get it over with. He pushed the door open and headed down the sidewalk in the direction of his truck. He stumbled a bit as he stepped down off the curb and lurched to the left, falling against a bright red sports car. The driver of that car slammed her door and glared at him.

      He cringed a little. Partly from the madder-than-a-wet-hen look on her face, mostly because the slamming car СКАЧАТЬ