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.Besides, the two children she had were a handful.“Thank you,” Leigh Ann replied.“Now get busy, Sadie.I have to get out of here.”By the time Sadie finished with her, and Leigh Ann dressed her, Carrie was almost too tired and relaxed to go anywhere.In the mirror she saw the soft, comfy bed calling her.To a busy, single mother of two with all the issues she’d dealt with for the last three years, stretching out in peace to catch a few winks was all the entertainment she needed.The people at this ranch specializing in rest and relaxation thought otherwise though.She was going out tonight.To a bar.Something she’d never done before.She and Sean had married so young, and she’d immediately gotten pregnant with Chris.This would be a new experience for Carrie.One she wasn’t really sure she wanted.Most of her adult life she had been married, so flirting and socializing wasn’t something Carrie was comfortable with.Grief tried to overwhelm her, as she spun her wedding ring around her finger.Sucking in a deep breath, Carrie closed her eyes and let it out slowly.She missed Sean so much sometimes it was a physical ache.She wanted nothing more than to feel his arms around her just one more time, to hear him whisper in her ear that she was being a Negative Nellie and everything was going to be fine.That had always made her feel better.But she knew it wasn’t going to happen ever again.Even though Sean had promised he would always be there for her, he’d left her holding the bag, broke and alone to deal with two out-of-control kids.Because he had been stupid, and loved his job more than he loved them.Guilt washed through her for thinking that.It wasn’t true.Sean had loved them, he’d just been trying to make ends meet, because he did love them.It wasn’t his fault he was murdered.But dammit he should have been more careful.He knew he had a family, a wife, who depended on him to stay alive.Now, her life was on a collision course with disaster and Carrie had no idea how to fix things.And it was her own fault, because she hadn’t even considered taking the scholarship she’d been offered out of high school, or getting even a part-time job to get some job references.She didn’t think she’d need them, and Chris and Izzy took up so much of her time, she didn’t think she had time.One thing she’d definitely never had time for was to find out who she was as a woman, outside being a wife and mother.Maybe it was time she figured that out.Second guessing her choices in life sure wasn’t helping her do that.Going out to this bar tonight wasn’t going to give her answers either, but it might improve her outlook.If she let herself relax and enjoy it.Leaning into the mirror, Carrie wiped away a lipstick smudge with a tissue, then pushed the wires of the dangly earrings Leigh Ann told her to wear into her lobes.Against all odds, a little excitement about the night tickled her insides.***As he rode back into the barn at dusk, Dylan still couldn’t believe Joel had already hired someone to replace him.He had just given him notice a week ago.That led Dylan to think maybe Joel had been planning on replacing him anyway, even if he hadn’t turned in his notice.He shouldn’t have expected any more from these people, but he had.Even though he knew better than to do it, he let himself think they gave a shit about him.Today, he found out he was an employee, nothing more, to them.An expendable one.A throwaway like he’d been his whole fucking life.Early on in life he’d learned not to get attached to people or places, because doing that never ended well.This was the reward he got for actually giving a shit about this job, about these people.He needed to remember he was a fucking tumbleweed saddle tramp, not a ranch hand.Cooling his heels here at this ranch made him forget that.It was time for him to move on now.The rodeo was where he belonged.It had been his comfort zone since he was a wild ass teenager, and would still be his place in life if he hadn’t gotten hurt.He had just been pretending here, adapting like he’d learned to do in every foster home he’d been in.Once he thought about what happened in his office earlier, Joel would probably fire him now anyway.That was fine by him.Dylan needed to just get back to worrying about himself, like he had before he came here.Like he’d done all his life.And he needed to get back to doing what he loved doing, instead of biding his time out here at this spa that tried to pass itself off as a ranch.It was too late to get into his old circuit this year.He had missed that window already, but he could probably find a smaller circuit to join.Dylan didn’t care which.The job didn’t even matter really.Being a chute man, shoveling shit or being a rodeo clown would even be preferable to dealing with the clowns here.Rodeo clowns weren’t a joking matter though.He knew those bullfighters worked hard, put their lives on the line to protect the riders.He had mad respect for them.Definitely wouldn’t mind being one of them, if it came down to it and he couldn’t find a place to ride this year.At least he’d be around a sport he loved, and not getting rooted in here, spinning his wheels doing something he hated.Tomorrow, he would make some calls and by the end of next week, hopefully he’d be on the road again.A seedling of excitement sprouted in his chest and tried to take root, but was quickly singed by a new wave of anger.What pissed him off most about the whole situation was that his boss had actually pandered to Brandon Carter.Because Dylan had let a pretty face distract him in the spa, Carter had gotten to Joel first.By the time Dylan found Joel in his office, his boss had decided that what he and Carter had was a personality conflict.That was impossible.Carter didn’t have a personality.He was a fucking yuppie, blow hard desk jockey with a chip on his shoulder as big as Texas, and more money than sense [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]