Bring a Cowboy Home
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EnglishVoice Age
Middle Aged (35-54)Accents
North American (General) North American (US Midwest- Chicago, Great Lakes)Transcript
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an excerpt from Bring a Cowboy Home by Gloria Dodi. As the evening wore down and while everyone was still having a good time, Cal nodded to Ben, who headed to the barn. He returned with a sleek black and white paint mayor with flowers braided into her main. There was a blanket over her, but no saddle cow handed the reins to Lucy. She's all yours, Lucy. You can choose a name for her and ride like the wind. She's gorgeous, Lucy said as she stroked the mayor's neck. She buried her face in her main. Hello, Harmony, she said. Then she whispered in cows Here, Thank you, cow. I love you more every minute. If that's possible, One of the ranch hands brought cutter cows. Big Bay Quarter horse. They both mounted and rode out of the yard to the calls of Well, wishes. Where you taking me, Marshal? It's a surprise, Lucy. I hope you like it. They rode without speaking. Finally, they approached the spot where her grand parents were buried and she shot the rattler. The tombstones had been straightened and scrubbed, the iron fence had been replaced, and all the debris was gone. There was no place for a snake to hide. Lucy sat and looked at it for a while. Then cow lifted her down and turned her around. There was a small cabin and a lean to built on land that had been cleared. There were two wooden rockers on the front porch, waiting invitingly on a sign above the door. The words the yellow rose were painted before she could ask. Cal explained. As my wife, you own half of the entire Benson Ranch. But I had three acres deeded to you and in the record books. It's named the Yellow Rose. I know it won't ever make up for the childhood memories, but it's yours. Maybe some days you will need a respite from the world. You can come here and relax, but tonight I'm staying with you, he said. Cow lead her inside. It reminded her of the great room in the ranch house on Lee, much smaller. It consisted of one room with a tiny bathroom, a table in two chairs and a bed against one wall. A bouquet of yellow roses sat on the table after he put the horses in the lean to for the night. he joined Lucy on the porch. They sat in the rockers until the sun went down in the stars came out Cow. This seems like a dream. Everything that has happened in the last six months is almost more than my mind can accept. I know. But if it's a dream, I hope I never wake up. He offered her his hand and they went inside in the darkened room. He held her and asked, Now that you're my wife, do you think I know you well enough to call you Lucy May she put her hands on his shoulders. As her lips brushed his bare chest, she whispered, You will by morning, cowboy.