Cowboy Siesta, a Short Love Story - Page 1
His father’s blasted
hogsnoring was driving him bats.
Ty Huntington was already
restless as things were. His horse ranch was currently running on empty chiefly
due to his father’s inability to get along with the long string of therapists
that were necessary to his recovery.
He had to wonder if Jay
Huntington was simply tired of life – tossing in the towel and figuring it was
time to fly over that blessed rainbow in the sky. After all, the stunt he’d pulled
that had landed him in this predicament had been reckless.
The situation had been the
result of a wild bull penning a rodeo clown in a holding pen after the rider
had been bucked quickly off – his hero father jumping from his perch in the
crowd, racing into the arena and flying over the palings of the pen. He’d saved
both the bull rider and the rodeo clown, but his heroics had cost him dearly as
he’d experienced a gorge in the gut and his right leg.
After spending two months in
the hospital, his father had spent the next two making it his personal agenda
to scare-off each and every therapist who had attempted to get him back on his
feet – literally.
The last little lady had
exited the house in tears, threatening vengeance. Something about a very large bearded
boyfriend, but that hadn’t appeared to have left Jay Huntington quaking in his
boots. If anything, the incident had empowered him.
So here he lay – on the
sofa, sleeping his life away, not even appearing to care that his childish
rants were costing his son both time and money.
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