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several times. He’d even discussed the possibility of making Rawhide his permanent home.
    “What can we do?” Janie asked, drawing Pete’s attention back to his son.
    “I don’t know. He’s not carrying a cell phone. I’ll call the hospital and make sure he was there.”
    He returned to the phone with everyone watching. When he finished the call, he told Janie that Rich had been released that morning with a walking cast. “The nurse said his fiancée was there to drive him home.”
    “Oh, no!” Janie exclaimed, covering her face with her hands.
     
    R ICH STRUGGLED awake, something nagging at him. When he opened his eyes and saw Sam driving, he tried to sit up and groaned with the effort.
    She glanced over at him. “You’re awake.”
    “Sort of,” he said, shaking his head, hoping to rid himself of the grogginess he felt.
    “How are you doing?”
    “I don’t know. Where are we?”
    “Right at the border of Wyoming. I’m looking for a horse motel for Bella, but so far I haven’t found one.”
    He pulled himself up to look out the window. “There’s one about two more miles, next to a hotel. Nothing fancy but clean.”
    “Good.”
    When she didn’t say anything else, he asked, “How’s the trip going?”
    “Fine.”
    “You want to add any details to that answer?” he asked, exasperated.
    “I’ve filled the truck up twice. I’ve checked Bella each time. I’m tired. Want to know anything else?”
    He shook his head and sighed. “Sorry I slept so long.”
    “There wasn’t anything for you to do.”
    “I could’ve kept you company,” he pointed out.
    “I’m not much of a conversationalist.”
    No kidding. “Hey, you never answered my question about why the doctor thought you were my fiancée,” he suddenly remembered. This time he was getting an answer.
    “I was afraid they’d toss me out of the room when the doctor asked me if I was family. I didn’t think I’d pass for your sister. It seemed the best thing to say.”
    A simple enough explanation. He should’ve figured it out himself, but he’d been jolted by the doctor’s statement.
    “I see.”
    “You’re paranoid about women, aren’t you?”
    He shrugged. That wasn’t a subject he wanted to discuss with her. “Hey, where are you from? You got family somewhere?”
    “No.”
    He stared at her. “You don’t have family?”
    “Not that I know of. But it doesn’t affect my driving.”
    “Cute,” he drawled. “I didn’t say it did. I was just surprised. So where are you from?”
    “My birth certificate says Dallas, Texas.”
    He shifted his weight and winced.
    “You in pain? Need another pill?” she asked.
    “No, I don’t need another pill. Do you hate conversation that much?”
    “I was concerned,” she muttered and turned on her blinker. “I assume this is the horse motel you were talking about?”
    “Yeah. I bet Bella will be glad to get out of the trailer.”
    “Probably. You go make the arrangements and I’ll get her out.”
    He frowned. “You’d better let me. She’s not used to you.”
    “Why not? I put her in there this morning.”
    “I thought Gabe put her in?” he asked in surprise.
    “No, he left yesterday. I just barely caught him.”
    She stopped the truck and opened her door.
    “Wait a minute. Why did you load her? I thought you were going to hire someone. Why didn’t you?”
    “I hired a couple of guys to help me hook up the trailer. But Bella is beautifully mannered. I didn’t need any help for that.”
    “But I—”
    “If you’re worried about the money, I have it.” She slipped out of the truck and dug into one of her jeans pockets. “Here it is. I used some to buy the pillows, too. And the gas.”
    He looked at the bills she handed him. Two one-hundred-dollar bills were there.
    “What did you pay the guys for hitching up?”
    “Fifty to split. Too much?”
    He shook his head. “Nope. A bargain.”
    She said nothing, heading to the back of the trailer.
    He got out and