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color, carried a vacant expression and looked down from atop a small, straight nose and full lips. She was beautiful. He recognized the sadness in her eyes, as they mirrored the sadness in his own. Rob had told him she would be helping out with the horses, but looking at her delicate figure had him wonder just how much help she would be.
    Jena looked up, only to meet Luke’s eyes. He clenched his jaw and turned the corner of his lip upward in a smirk. She really wished that her aunt and uncle had told her ahead of time about this boy. While she had been drawn to his looks at first, it was clear that he was like everyone else; those that stared at her in pity and sadness. She would just have to tolerate him, for now.
    Eventually, after plates were scraped clean, and the food was put away, Jena was able once again, to escape up to her room. She quietly slipped into her bathroom, ignoring the voices that were rising up from the kitchen. She tried to forget about Luke, who certainly didn’t seem to be holding back his dislike for her. She felt it rolling off of him in small waves all through dinner after she caught him smirking at her. While she didn’t care — she wasn’t here to make friends — it just made her feel even more alone.
    One of the best things about this old farmhouse was the claw foot bathtub that stood in her bathroom. Jena turned the water on as hot as she could stand and watched the water swirl around, filling the tub. Steam rolled around the bathroom and fogged the mirror. Once it was full, Jena slipped into the clear water and let her body sink in.
    In the hot water, she was able to wash off the day. Traveling from South Carolina, moving her life from one place to another, was exhausting. When her fingers and toes finally shriveled, she reluctantly climbed out.
    After changing her clothes, she walked back to her room, pulled back the quilt, and crawled into the big bed, her damp hair fanning around her. This was now her life. She would need to accept it. Now that no one was around, she couldn’t keep the tears from glistening on her cheeks and staining her pillow case. And because now, after this horribly long day when she was truly alone, she let them fall.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    chapter 4
     
     
    L UKE HIT THE ACCELERATOR of his old Ford truck, as he drove through the hills on the way back to the farm. Sacks of grain and oats slid around, and he could feel their weight. He would be lying if he said he hadn’t been distracted lately. When Luke found out about Jena coming to stay, he expected someone much different. Instead, he walked into the house and found the troubled eyes of a beautiful woman. Her hair the color of corn silk, her eyes almost gold, and she had curves in all the right places. He found that he couldn’t stop staring. She wasn’t what he had been expecting at all. But then, she didn’t say a word. He tried to introduce himself upstairs in her room, and when she didn’t speak, he just assumed that he had startled her by suddenly showing up in her room. Then there was dinner. He found the silence unnerving at first, and then it made him angry. Did she think she was better than all of them? By the end of that first dinner, Luke was convinced that he had originally been right, and that she was just some spoiled brat who had gotten herself in trouble at wherever home was and had been sent to Tennessee. Rob had told him nothing about her, simply saying that she had a lot going on in her head, but that horses were her life. Not that he expected Rob to say much, as the man rarely, if ever, talked about his personal life. Luke didn’t realize Rob even had a niece until a few days before she arrived.
    One thing was for sure. The girl wasn’t horse crazy. Jena hadn’t left the house all week, and she certainly hadn’t been