world.â
âWhatâs she going to teach you, son?â
They both looked up at the sound of Kurtâs voice.
âSarahâs a ventriloquist, Dad. Itâs really cool. Her lips donât move at all. Anâ sheâs gonna teach me.â
Just like his son, Kurt cocked his head to the side. âVentriloquist?â
Her face flushed and she shrugged. âA little hobby I have.â
âReally? I used to love stuff like that when I was a kid.â He sat down cross-legged opposite her, his grin as eager as Tobyâs. âShow me.â
Dr. Zoom proceeded to conduct a ridiculous conversation with Kurt about being a bowlegged cowboy. Kurt laughed and so did his son, the cares and battles of the day forgotten.
Sarah hoped her botched dinner would be as quickly forgotten.
Toby made an effort to speak without moving his lips, which left the words unintelligible. âHey, I donât get it.â
âIf you really want to learn, letâs start with some easy exercises. There are lots of sounds you already make without moving your lips.â
âLike neighing like a horse?â Kurt asked.
The realization that Kurt was interested, too, gave Sarahâs heart a little jolt. She couldnât help reacting to the mirthful twinkle in his golden-brown eyes. Her mouth felt dry and she had to lick her lips. âItâll be easier if we start with the vowel sounds, A, E, I, O, U. Try making those sounds without moving your lips.â
Toby gave it try, slipping only on the O and U sounds. Kurt repeated the exercise with the same level of success.
She grinned. âI can see youâre both going to be great students. You practice and weâll work on lesson two after you feel comfortable with those sounds.â
Later in the guest room, she sat down and opened her laptop. First she sent an email to Tricia Malone, who was handling her business in Seattle while she was gone. Without providing any details, she explained sheâd be staying in Sweet Grass Valley for the summer and promised to call her soon.
Then she ordered a couple pairs of jeans, casual tops and some sturdy shoes online. Her city clothes werenât at all suitable for the rough wear and tear of ranch living.
That task accomplished, Sarah slipped between the crisp sheets on the bed and picked up her Bible-study book as she did every evening. Tonightâs passage was from Colossians 3:12. âTherefore, as Godâs chosen people, holy and dearly loved, clothe yourselves with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness and patience.â (NIV)
Sarah would certainly need patience with Beth, compassion with Kurt, who was still grieving, and gentleness with Toby. She prayed she would be up to the task the Lord had given her.
And do no harm, she warned herself as her eyes closed and the book slipped from her fingers.
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The following morning, Kurt recruited Toby to help him move the mother herd to the north section to grazeon the fresh grass. Beth, who could handle cattle well enough when she wanted to, claimed a headache. He didnât press the issue.
âCome on, Ellie Mae. Letâs keep the girls moving.â
Speaking in a calm, easy voice, Kurt reined his horse Pepper closer to the lead cow and her young calf, who had slowed their pace. His approach caused Ellie Mae to accelerate to her previous speed, and the rest of the mother herd followed suit, their calves trotting along beside them.
âThatâs my girl,â Kurt murmured. âYou remember how sweet the grass is in the north section, donât you?â
On the opposite side of the moving herd, Toby held his position so the cows wouldnât wander off track and mosey down into the gully that cut through this section of the Rocking R Ranch. As young as he was, Toby had been riding since before he could walk and held his seat well on Longtail, a dun-colored gelding Kurt had broken to saddle a decade ago. He remembered
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