Anna Stewart - The Rancher's Homecoming

“Well, you have had worse.” She pressed tentative fingers onto the red welt stretching from her eye all the way down to her lip, which had split open. “That’s gonna bruise big-time.” Katie took a deep breath. Maybe no one would notice.

Bruises, cuts and scrapes were part of ranch life. She’d been kicked and smacked and thrown off more horses than she could count. She’d had busted ribs, a broken wrist and sunburns bad enough to send her to the ER. But this bruise? That was a first. She rubbed a hand against her chest. “Oh, Daddy.”

Hip whined from the doorway. Like Pavlov’s dog, Katie dropped to her knees and wrapped her arms around the dog, much like Rosie had done earlier that day. Burying her tearstained face in Hip’s fur, she held on.

What was she going to do about her father? Put him in a home? That was out of the question. He’d lived on the Blackwell Ranch ever since he was a boy. He was one of the reasons she’d agreed to Big E’s plan in the first place. Being officially named foreman of the Blackwell Ranch meant more than job security and achievement. It meant she wouldn’t have to worry about breaking her father’s heart. She’d do whatever she had to in order to ensure he drew his final breath on this land. He’d lost so much else in his life. This was the least she could do for him.

An odd sentiment for sure, but when all was said and done, Lochlan Montgomery was the only family she had left.

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