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hometown. Comparing it to home makes me think about my momma. Lord, I hope she is okay. My old man is a loose cannon. You never know when he is going to go off. Normally he would take his aggression and heartache out on me, but now with me not being there, I can only pray that she doesn’t get the brunt of his hatred. Things weren’t always bad though. Well, not this bad. I had a good childhood. Growing up on the farm helped me in many ways; it instilled responsibility and taught me to work with my hands. It wasn’t until the accident that my life started spiraling out of control. That night all of our lives changed. After my little brother, Levi, died, it was like the glue that had held the Grant family together and kept us connected vanished with him. Hell, we might as well have raised our hands and said farewell to the once-happy lives we lived, if I’m being honest.
    My father will never be able to forgive himself for that night. The night God called Levi home, the night I promised myself, no matter what, I would strive to reach my goal. I love to sing and entertain people, don’t get me wrong, but I’m here because I promised my brother I would make something of myself. I would be somebody. I remember seeing him sitting in front of the television watching the Country Music Awards, his small body swaying to the music as he sat Indian-style on the floor with his favorite red cowboy boots on. This move is about me fulfilling the dream he had for me. My only desire is to become someone, for Levi. He might not have known what a big impact he made in our lives during the eight short years he was with us, but his joy for life despite his disability was enough to make us all strive to be our best.
    “You comin’ in? Or are you going to stare off into space like some blitzed cowboy?” Hensley’s voice interrupts my stupor as she approaches my driver’s side window that has been rolled down the entire ride.
    Tilting my head to the side, I crinkle my forehead and put my gearshift into park. “Blitzed cowboy?”
    “Oh shit, Dusty, he really is country,” she sneers. “Blitzed as in stoned?” I can’t tell if she is asking a question from her facial expression.
    Yup, she thinks I’m an idiot .
    “Just forget it.” Great , annoyed Hensley is back. “Are you coming or not? It might get cold sleeping in this truck.”
    “So you’re worried about me now, Sunshine?” I tease, sensing that somewhere under her cold exterior there really is a girl with a heart somewhere in there.
    “Maybe I didn’t make myself clear earlier, but I’m not into nicknames or any form of endearment from strangers, and I’m sure as hell not into your lame attempts to woo me. So let’s just get a few things straight right now,” she pauses, I assume waiting to see if she gets a rise out of me, which she won’t. I’m no fool. I know she’s attracted to me. After all this isn’t my first rodeo. And as bad as she’s trying to fight it, I actually find her attempts at masking her blushing cheeks a little cute. She really needs to work on her badass look, because right now she looks like she wants to fall on her knees in front of me. As drawn as I am to her, for whatever reason, I know she isn’t the type to fall easily. She seems more like the type you have to chase. Good thing for her I’m a fast runner.
    “Listen, Hensley…” I interrupt her. “I really don’t want to get off on the wrong foot here. It seems you and Dusty are real close. Kind of weird where I come from seeing a man and a woman so close without having, ya know, relations. But, that ain’t really my business either. But we both know there is a mutual attraction here. Let’s just see how long it takes you to realize it too. Now excuse me, ma’am. I have a lot of bags to carry in.”
    Our eyes don’t break contact as I move my right hand across my body, towards her. Turning her head slightly to the side, she looks as if she is in a trance or she thinks I’m