Gina Wilkins - It Takes a Cowboy

Blair asked Jeffrey to help with the cleanup afterward. He did so without enthusiasm, but also without argument, probably because he knew he would lose again.

“Okay, what does everyone want to do now?” Scott asked.

Jeffrey looked around the room. “Got a TV?”

“Nope,” Scott replied cheerfully. “Don’t need one up here. There are too many other things to do.”

“Like what?”

“Fishing. Hiking. Climbing. Watching birds and wildlife. Reading. Thinking.”

Jeffrey rolled his eyes. “I’d rather play video games.”

“You won’t find any of those up here, either. Looks like you’re going to have to find something else to do to entertain yourself.”

“Why don’t we go for a walk?” Blair suggested.

Scott smiled. “Good idea. I think you’ll approve of the scenery I’ve provided. Are you up to a hike, Jeff?”

“Maybe I’ll just hang out in here,” the boy answered, dropping onto the couch with his ever-present backpack beside him.

“Oh, I don’t think so,” Scott drawled in that steely cowboy voice he’d used earlier. “Let’s all go for a walk.”

With a deep, long-suffering sigh, Jeffrey rose to his feet. “This is really lame,” he grumbled.

Scott only laughed and casually ruffled the boy’s hair. “Try to contain your enthusiasm, will you, pal? All this hyperactivity is wearing me out.”

Blair would have sworn she saw a quick flash of answering amusement in her nephew’s eyes, but he quenched it almost immediately. Scott definitely had his work cut out for him if he thought he could tame this little calf, she mused.

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