Back Come Rain Or Shine
Chapters (52)
  1. Cover
  2. About the Author
  3. Also by Tricia Stringer
  4. Title Page
  5. Dedication
  6. Chapter 1
  7. Chapter 2
  8. Chapter 3
  9. Chapter 4
  10. Chapter 5
  11. Chapter 6
  12. Chapter 7
  13. Chapter 8
  14. Chapter 9
  15. Chapter 10
  16. Chapter 11
  17. Chapter 12
  18. Chapter 13
  19. Chapter 14
  20. Chapter 15
  21. Chapter 16
  22. Chapter 17
  23. Chapter 18
  24. Chapter 19
  25. Chapter 20
  26. Chapter 21
  27. Chapter 22
  28. Chapter 23
  29. Chapter 24
  30. Chapter 25
  31. Chapter 26
  32. Chapter 27
  33. Chapter 28
  34. Chapter 29
  35. Chapter 30
  36. Chapter 31
  37. Chapter 32
  38. Chapter 33
  39. Chapter 34
  40. Chapter 35
  41. Chapter 36
  42. Chapter 37
  43. Chapter 38
  44. Chapter 39
  45. Chapter 40
  46. Chapter 41
  47. Chapter 42
  48. Chapter 43
  49. Chapter 44
  50. Chapter 45
  51. Chapter 46
  52. Acknowledgements

They needed a baby-name book as well. Their few attempts at coming up with names they could agree on hadn’t got far. She’d done internet searches and made lists but a book was something they could cuddle up with on the couch. There was no rush but already she was nearly at the halfway point of the pregnancy. Perhaps a book would give them ideas for a name for the pup as well. They’d had a lot of trouble deciding on a name for Tarzan.

The toot of a car horn startled her and she looked ahead past the sheep. Some of them had reached the crossroad where a white four-wheel drive was pushing through the middle of the mob. Dan was waving his arms wildly to stop the sheep going onto the side road. There was another toot from the four-wheel drive and it cleared the sheep and sped away. Paula watched helplessly as some of the frightened animals doubled back and ran past her in the direction they’d just come from.

“Bloody idiots!” The sound of Dan’s voice carried on the wind as he turned and ran down the side road. Paula braked at the edge of the crossroad and waited. He managed to get behind the small group of runaways and bring them back to follow the main mob.

She lowered her window again as he arrived puffing, beside her.

“Who were those people?” she said.

“I don’t know but the idiots shouldn’t be allowed out on the road, driving through a mob of sheep like that. They could have hit some.”

“A few got behind me.” She glanced in her rear view mirror where she could see a small group of sheep moving away down the road.

“I know. You keep moving this lot forward and I’ll go back for the others. It’s not far to the gate. I’ve got it open. If you nudge them forward gently, the leaders should go in and the rest will follow.”

“Dan, I’m not sure…”

“I should have the rest back by then.”

He startled her with a thump on the roof of the car before he strode over to the tray top and climbed in. She edged the vehicle forward again. How on earth were these skittish sheep going to go through a gate when there was an open road in front of them?