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Chapters (29)
  1. Title Page
  2. Copyright
  3. Dedication
  4. Contents
  5. Chapter One
  6. Chapter Two
  7. Chapter Three
  8. Chapter Four
  9. Chapter Five
  10. Chapter Six
  11. Chapter Seven
  12. Chapter Eight
  13. Chapter Nine
  14. Chapter Ten
  15. Chapter Eleven
  16. Chapter Twelve
  17. Chapter Thirteen
  18. Chapter Fourteen
  19. Chapter Fifteen
  20. Chapter Sixteen
  21. Chapter Seventeen
  22. Chapter Eighteen
  23. Chapter Nineteen
  24. Chapter Twenty
  25. Chapter Twenty-One
  26. Chapter Twenty-Two
  27. Chapter Twenty-Three
  28. Dear Readers
  29. About the Author

Holly! Holly! Come quick! Hurry!” Braden yelled at his sister as he hit the back door with a thump after school the next day and rushed inside with a newborn baby goat in his arms. “I need help, Holly! We got to keep her alive.”

Holly had been in the living room watching television, but she didn’t waste time getting past her mother in the kitchen. “Good Lord, Braden. I thought Mama was dying.”

“Not Mama,” Braden huffed. “This baby’s mama died, and we got to keep her warm or she won’t make it. Get some old towels. Mack said to rub her fur until she’s dry, and then we’ll see if one of the other nannies will take her.”

Lily opened a bottom cabinet drawer where her mother always kept scrub rags and tossed a fistful into the utility room. Braden and Holly each grabbed an old towel and started rubbing the newborn baby. They were talking to the animal as if it were a human baby, and they weren’t arguing. Lily watched them, amazed. Who would have ever thought her kids would bond over a goat?

When Mack finally came into the house, the baby was on her feet and throwing a fit. Evidently, she was hungry and wanting either a bottle or a mama that had more to offer than dry towels.

“I’ve put two nannies that gave birth today into stalls,” Mack said. “We can take her out to see if either one of them will take her as their own.”

“Can’t we keep her in the house?” Holly asked. “I’ll give up my cat from Granny Hayes if we can.”

“She’ll be healthier if we put her on a nanny, but she can be your goat. You can name her and spoil her every day,” Mack said. “Since Braden carried her to the house, you can take her to the barn.”

“Her name is Star, because that white spot on her head looks like a star.” Holly wrapped her in a clean towel and scooped her up in her arms.

Mack winked at Lily, who was still in shock that Holly would even touch a goat. Life had sure taken a big turnaround since the first of the month. Lily fully expected Braden to hate the name or else put up an argument that the goat was his, but he just followed his sister out the back door with Mack right behind them.