Saddled And Spurred: A Blacktop Cowboys Novel - Plot & Excerpts
. . Bran was out in the big barn when he heard a vehicle pull in. Too big an engine to be Harper’s ranch truck. Huh. Les had driven that old ranch truck for the last five years. When had he stopped thinking of it as Les’s and started thinking of it as Harper’s? Since you’re thinking of Harper all the goddamn time, dumb ass. He shoveled horseshit into the wheelbarrow and waited to see who’d shown up. “Hello?” echoed to Bran at the back of the barn. “Is anyone here?” “In the last stall,” he shouted. He didn’t recognize the voice. A guy close to his age and his build meandered into view. Bran couldn’t tell the color of his hair beneath the custom-made beige felt cowboy hat covering his head. He wore standard rancher clothes: a tan duster, jeans, a long-sleeved shirt, a modest silver belt buckle, and battered, shit-covered boots. The guy looked familiar, but Bran couldn’t place him. “Can I help ya?” “Probably. I’m not sure if you remember me.” Soon as the man was close enough, he took off a stained leather glove and thrust out his hand.
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