Chapters (35)
- Cover
- Title Page
- Copyright
- Dedication
- Letter from Carolyn Brown
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Epilogue
- Discover More
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- About the Author
- High Praise for Carolyn Brown
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She took the baby into the tack room and laid her on the floor beside the stove. “You stay right here, and I’ll be back in a minute,” Stevie whispered as she hurried back out into the barn.
Cody glared at her and pointed to the tires. “Why in the hell were you driving in this kind of weather on tires like these? The two that aren’t flat have hardly any tread left on them.”
“Don’t.” She glared at him. “Just don’t. It’s not easy trying to start a business in a small town. I was trying to get one more month out of the tires before I replaced them.”
“You could have been killed, or worse yet, you could have frozen to death if…” He returned the dirty look.
Stevie blinked and then looked around the barn. “Where is your fancy-schmancy truck with all the bells and whistles? Don’t tell me…” She got inside the van and began digging around in her supplies. “Let me guess. It’s sitting somewhere out there with a flat tire, too, right?”
“Nope, it’s at the end of the lane in a ditch,” he answered. “A deer jumped out in front of me. I swerved and wound up facedown in a ditch. I managed to send a text to my folks, and then I lost power.”
Stevie brought out a bag of powdered colostrum for alpacas and a baby bottle. “Is there water in there?”
“In the bathroom,” Cody said, nodding. “Max told me that he built this barn on top of an old well. Since he had water, and since this is so far from his other property, he put a bathroom just off the tack room. Only cold water, though.”
“I can warm up some on the stove,” she said as she edged past him.
In a few long strides, he was across the barn floor and had opened the door for her. “Guess we’re stuck here together until this storm passes and the folks come to help me.”
“Maybe they’ll be coming to help me. I sent them a message too,” she said.
“Oh, really,” Cody groaned.
“What are you moaning about?” she asked. “At least I got a message out to tell them where they can find me. That’s a good thing, right?”
Cody followed her into the tack room and closed the door. “Can you even begin to imagine the teasing we’re going to face tomorrow?”