Jack swallowed his pride like a shot of battery acid and kept it down long enough to take L. D.’s money. He needed it. Last bull of his rodeo career launched him high, but not quite into orbit and didn’t take it kindly when he landed under its nose. Left a crater Jack couldn’t climb out of without a helping hand, hospital bills being what
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I just love your way with words, I keep saying that but it's so true.
"his welcome worn so thin he could see theholes in it."
Great line!
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I'm still worried about Fertile Myrtle...erm, I mean, Lureen, turning up preggers. Sigh.
Looking forward to whatever you've got for us next, as always!
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thought that for a man who showed signs a growin roots whenever he settled Ennis had tumbled a long way.
Perfect...
I'm glad they won't be apart too long,
Thanks
Kate
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