Shelley Galloway - My True Cowboy

Betsy looked her over and frowned. “Susan, you need to put yourself out there if you want to meet anyone.”

“I know. And I have been meeting people. I’ve met a lot of people at work, you know.”

“Doctors and old people don’t count.”

Before Susan could dispute that, Betsy picked up her empty bottle and stood. “Well, I need to go shower and get cute.” Shaking her spiky red hair, she grinned. “This magic don’t happen on its own, you know.”

“Have fun, Betsy.”

With a little wave, her friend turned and disappeared through the hedge.

And left Susan thinking about a long Friday night with nothing to do but sit and stew. And to wonder what it would be like to actually have money to spend on clubs and parties.

And to wonder how her life might have been different if Hank’s dad had decided to stay.

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