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Sam."
    Sally got busy and they didn 't get a chance to talk again until Sam was ready to leave.  Sally made her promise to come in the next evening to let her know what happened.
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    The next day Trevor introduced her to Consuela, who seemed very nice. 
    "He sure better hire you, Miss Sam," the Hispanic woman offered.  "He needs help with his office work and I need a friend.  The men here are all nice, but they're all men!  I need another girl to talk to sometimes."
    Sam talked with her for a few minutes while Trevor stood by patiently. His welcome smile seemed pleased that she had connected with Consuela so quickly.
    Eventually he took her to the office so they could get started.  When Sam asked him questions about passwords to get into his bank account and computer –generated financial statements, it became obvious he wasn't exaggerating about his lack of computer knowledge.  He did, however, suggest they call Carol, which he did.  He put his sister on speaker so they could all three converse.  Once Carol was convinced Sam had used the system before and was seriously planning on doing Trevor's books, she gave her all the passwords she'd need and told her to call her anytime with questions.  She may or may not know the answer, but she'd try to help her.
    " She seems nice," Sam said, after they got off the phone.
    " She is.  We get along good. I miss her already and she hasn't even been gone two months yet."
    " She seems happy."
    " Yeah, I think she is.  Her husband's a good guy.  I'm glad she found him."
    " She doesn't miss the ranch, though?" Sam couldn't believe anyone willingly walking away from a place like this.
    Trevor chuckled a bit . "No, I don't think so."
    " Why's that funny?"
    " Living on a ranch was never her dream."
    " Really?"
    Trevor studied her a bit.  "You, on the other hand, really wanted to live on a ranch."
    Sam nodded, turning to look out the window at the lush green pasture.
    "Why?"
    " What do you mean why?  I love it.  I love every part of it.  I love the fresh air, the animals, even being around cowboys again."
    His eyebrows rose as he looked at her after that last statement.
    She quickly assured him, "Oh, don't worry.  I'm not planning on chasing any cowboys.  I just meant that cowboys are part of a ranch.  They work the ground and care for the animals that make up the ranch.  I love the whole ranch experience."
    " So you don't look down on cowboys then?"
    " Look down on them?  Hell, no."
    " Language, Sam."
    " Cowboys work hard.  Read hard.  They definitely make an honest living.  I have a lot of respect for them."
    He smiled, suddenly proud to be a cowboy. 
    "What did you mean by language?  That's the second time you've said that."
    " I mean watch your language.  I don't like hearing people cuss, especially pretty young ladies who are better than that." 
    Sam 's mouth dropped open.  She didn't normally cuss much, but an occasional swear word had been known to pass her lips.  But she'd never heard a man complain about it, especially a cowboy.  She'd grown up hearing language like that from cowboys and ranch hands constantly.
    "You said you lived on a ranch before," Trevor asked, changing the subject. "When?"
    Sam squirmed on her seat a bit. She was not ready to go there. "You know, now that I have these passwords I should get busy and make sure they work.  Why don't you let me pay all the bills so you have a current balance in your bank account?  I should be able to print off the past several months for you so you can see a trend, give you something to work with.  All this may take a few hours, though.  When I have some information for you I will let you know.  Will you be around here?"
    Trevor scowled a bit, obviously wanting to know more about where she'd come from.  Sam could only hope he'd drop it and respect her privacy.
    "If it's going to be awhile, maybe I'll go out and actually get a little work done.  You know, actually be a cowboy for a few