Staying here gave her more time to spend with Owen, who was home now for good. He seemed to be doing well, but he was a different person from the brother she’d known growing up. And how could he not be changed after what he experienced.

But he and Gramps were here with her now, and she would enjoy every precious moment.

Gramps finished his steak but hadn’t touched his salad.

Owen cleared his throat. “There’s something I want to talk to you about.”

His expression was somber, but she didn’t miss the excitement edging his tone.

“Well, don’t keep me in suspense.” She sipped on iced tea.

“Now that I’m back, and we all know I didn’t come back completely whole, I want to provide equestrian therapy for wounded warriors. Soldiers like me.”

Terra glanced at Gramps, apprehension knotting her stomach.

Owen must have read her thoughts. “He’s on board, Terra. I couldn’t do it without his ranch and his horses. Unless I could get a grant together and investors, but I need somewhere to start.”

“You have what you need right here.” Gramps spoke to Owen but winked at her.

“Gramps and I are going to a therapeutic riding center in Idaho tomorrow. We’ll be gone tomorrow night too.”

“Really?” Terra glanced between the two. “You guys have been busy.”

Owen rubbed the back of his neck. “I have a friend coming in a few days. Without him, I wouldn’t have made it out of there.” Owen hung his head. “I want to have my act together when Leif gets here.”

Terra shared a concerned look with Gramps. When Owen lifted his face, she saw the fear, but he quickly shuttered it away and put on a smile.

She rubbed his arm. “I look forward to meeting him.”

The doorbell rang and Gramps put his napkin on his plate, then scooted his chair out. “I’ll get it.”

Terra strained to hear who might be at the door, wishing she’d answered it herself. Gramps’s tone sounded anything but warm and friendly. She left Owen sitting at the table and found Gramps still standing at the door. He turned to her.

“You know this fella?” he asked.

Jack filled the space, amusement dancing in his eyes.

Terra pushed her grandfather down the hallway. “You. Go. Back to your dinner. Jack is here on official business.”

“I wouldn’t be too sure. Watch your back with that one.” Gramps stalked the rest of the way down the hall.

Terra stepped through the door and closed it behind her to stand on the porch with Jack. “I’d ask you inside, but—”

“It’s okay.”

Gramps would give him a hard time. Terra had been left in a puddle after Jack left. Gramps held on to grudges much too long.

“You could have called, you know.” She crossed her arms.

“I did. Look at your phone lately?”