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good-looking, but he
wasn’t interested in dating right now and she wasn’t his
type. He worked way too much to date and on the weekends he spent all
his time with his son. Besides, he knew that when he was dating
someone they usually want more of his time than he could give right
now. He nodded his head as if agreeing with himself. He had the radio
cranked up and an old AC/DC song; You Shook Me All Night Long came on
and he felt content with his life. Anyway, he was twenty-eight years
old and already divorced once, he wasn’t ready to get serious
with another woman and risk going through all that again. He still
needed time to figure out what he wanted out of life and women. He
figured in time—when he had the time—he would find that
special someone. But right now he was definitely in no hurry.
    An hour later, he finally pulled
into his son’s driveway, honked once, and after a few minutes
he saw his son come scuffling out, shaggy brown hair and all. He
needs a haircut this weekend, he
thought . He
made a mental note to add this to his to do list this weekend.
    He grimaced when he saw his
ex-wife following behind him. What
does she want? He
thought, knowing she only came out to talk to him when she had
something to complain about.
    He gave her his charming,
sarcastic smile as she approached, knowing she hated it. “Hi,
Cassie.”
    She crossed her arms as she
glared at him, giving him a fake smile. “Tyler, you were
supposed to be here an hour ago. I had an appointment, now I’m
late. Next time you’re going to be late, will you at least call
and let me know so I can rearrange my plans?” she asked
bitterly.
    “Sorry, job ran over and I
lost track of time,” he said, leaving it at that. He heard her
let out a huff as she turned back towards the house and laughed,
knowing that no answer would make her happy.
    He smiled as his son opened the
door. Brandon gave him a smirk as he climbed in and buckled his
seatbelt.
    “Hey, bub, how was your
week?” Tyler asked, as he backed out of the driveway.
    “Oh, all right,”
Brandon said as he showed his dad his new handheld video game.
    “Isn’t that cool.
Was that for your birthday?”
    “Yeah, plus I got some
games to go with it.” He held them in his hands, proudly
displaying them to his father.
    “Great, now you can show
me how to play them. How was school this week?”
    He rolled his eyes as he
strongly proclaimed, “Boring.”
    Tyler smiled and watched his son
intently play his video game, and then turned his attention towards
the road heading home. This, he thought, could not be any better.
    An hour later they finally
pulled into their driveway, and as the truck came to a stop Brandon
jumped out and made a mad dash towards the house where Diesel, their
Australian Shepherd, was lounging on the wrap around porch.
    “Hey, bub, come here, I
have something to show you!” Tyler called and then motioned for
Brandon to follow him, knowing he would be beyond excited once he saw
what was waiting in the barn for him.
    “What is it, Dad?”
Brandon asked, as he jumped off the porch and quickly ran towards his
dad.
    “You’ll see, just
follow me,” Tyler said, laughing.
    As they made their way in the
direction of the barn, a few of the horses out in the pasture took
off running towards them, thinking it was feeding time. Tyler looked
out over his thirty acres of rolling pasture and breathed in the
fresh air. It was breathtaking out here and he couldn’t imagine
living anywhere else. He never understood how someone could choose to
live in the city compared to out here.
    He swung the barn doors open,
revealing twenty stalls, a small tack room, and a hay loft. They made
their way down the narrow aisle and stopped at the last stall on the
right. He glanced down through the bars and looked at the small black
colt lying on the ground next to his mother.
    Tyler opened the door and said,
“Guess who came early?”
    Brandon’s brown eyes grew
wide and huge boyish dimples