Our lives would be different

Chapter 15

Hi Dear Reader!

Are you staying dry?

Here in Minnesota, it has been raining non-stop. Well, at least it feels that way. We have some flooding. The country roads have water running over them. The local park we take the kids too was under water because the river flooded. Thankfully, all of our friends, neighbors, and clients are doing well. If you are getting hit with the weather, I hope you and your loved ones are safe and well.

Welcome back for chapter 15 of Second Chance with My Bull Rider. If you are just joining us, you can read Chapter 1 below.

Chapter 15 October 10th

Kade

The quiet afternoon was broken by a car door slamming. Birds sitting in the trees squawked at the intrusion of their nap time. I ran a soft brush down my Appaloosa’s back. The white with black spots shimmered in the afternoon sun coming from the window. Footsteps made their way to the barn and the heavy barn door creaked open. Delilah’s voice cursed softly at the rust rollers. I continued to brush my horse. When I turned around, she was leaning over the half door. Her eyes were wide and misty looking like she had been crying. An overwhelming urge to wrap her in my arms and kiss her tears away surged through me. Instead, I set the brush down and step, clomp closer to her. I leaned on the door, waiting for her to speak first. Time seemed to stand still.