A Husband of Her Own. Brenda Novak
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“Oh, great solution,” she said. “Thanks.”
He finished his cigarette, dropped it on the porch floor and ground it out. “You are what you are. You can’t apologize for that.”
They fell silent while they drank their beer and watched the sun set.
“What ever happened to Delaney?” he asked when it was almost dark, his body a mere shadow in the swing. “She still around?”
“She’s pregnant.”
“Married?”
Rebecca folded her arms and leaned back. “Yeah. She married Clive’s grandson, Conner Armstrong.”
“Who’s Clive?”
“He’s the old guy who owned the Running Y Ranch. Conner owns it now. He’s in the process of building a big resort and golf course.”
“No shit. Delaney’s rich, then?” he asked.
“Not yet, but if everything goes the way it should, she will be. So will Josh and Mike Hill. From what Delaney has told me, they’ve invested quite a bundle in the project.”
“Josh again, huh? This name seems to come up quite often with you.”
“Not really. You just caught me on a bad day.”
“From what I remember, he was a pretty decent football player. He ever go pro?”
“No. He played for the University of Utah for a few years. But once he got his degree he returned home. His brother was already out of school and wanted to partner up, buy some land and start a breeding business.”
“And that’s what they did?”
“That’s what they did.”
“What kind of degree did Josh get?”
“I think they both majored in animal husbandry.”
Booker hooked an arm over the swing and scowled. “What the hell is that?”
“It’s the degree most everyone around here gets,” Rebecca said. “Not that I know a whole lot about it. I went to massage school, realized I couldn’t make a living doing massage, at least in these parts, then went to beauty school. I’ve never seen the inside of a university.”
“That makes two of us.”
“Did you know Josh very well?” she asked.
“No.” Rebecca couldn’t see for sure, but she thought Booker was frowning. His voice, when he spoke, confirmed it. “I’ve never much liked him, though,” he said.
Rebecca laughed. “Neither have I. So what are you doing later? Want to head over to the Honky Tonk?”
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