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“Monte?” Jo Lena’s eyes were not deceiving her. It was Monte—all cleaned up and looking better than he ever had a right to.
Оглавление“May I come in?” he asked.
“You’ll have to if you want to talk to me,” she snapped. “I was expecting the new buyer for this place.” She turned on her heel and headed back to the kitchen.
Monte’s boot heels sounded on the hardwood floor right behind her as she went into the kitchen. They were still uneven—he was still limping. But he seemed to be getting around much better. He sat down as she filled a mug of coffee.
It occurred to Jo Lena that he must’ve changed his mind about selling the horse. “So let’s talk about the horse.”
“We’ve said all we have to say.”
Had he come here to talk about them? About six years ago? About now?
“Then what do we have to talk about, Monte?”
“I’m the new buyer.”
