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popped out as a smile formed on his
face, “Lady had her baby!” he yelled and peered around
the door.
    “Yep, there he is. What
are you going to name him?” Tyler asked, as he stepped to the
side so Brandon could see him better.
    Brandon’s face scrunched
up as he contemplated it. “I don’t know yet.”
    “Well, you think about it,
since he’s now yours,” Tyler said, reaching up to rub
Lady on the neck. The sorrel mare brought her face up to Tyler’s,
sniffing him all over before lowering her head back down to munch on
hay. He watched as Brandon slowly walked up to the young colt,
holding his hand out like he had been taught, and then gently rubbed
his neck.
    Tyler watched Brandon for a
while as he got acquainted with the new colt, glad that he got to see
his son every weekend. He wasn’t sure what he would do if he
were only able to spend two weekends a month with him, like most guys
who were divorced. It wouldn’t be enough, that was for sure and
he wondered how they managed to be okay with that. “Come on, I
have something else for you too,” Tyler said draping his arm
around Brandon’s shoulders and leading him out of the stall.
    “Does it have to do with
my birthday?” Brandon questioned, a huge smile splayed across
his face as he looked up at his dad.
    “You’ll just have to
see,” he teased.
    Tyler shut the barn doors and
they headed towards the house, their boots kicking up dust from the
dry June day. He smiled as he saw the old black blazer sitting in the
driveway and then grimaced as Brandon shrieked with excitement.
    “It’s nana!”
he yelled as he raced to the two story old white farmhouse, up the
steps, and flung the screen door open, darting inside.
    Smiling, Tyler slowly climbed
the steps to the front porch, gave Diesel a quick pat on the head,
and then followed his son inside.
    “Hey, Mom, how was your
drive?” he asked as he leaned down to give her a quick kiss on
the cheek. Carol Evans was in her sixties now and she was starting to
look her age. Her blonde hair was now turning gray, and her smooth
complexion was finally starting to show some age. Her blue eyes
looked tired and were now rimmed with crow’s feet. He was
surprised she was able to endure the four hour drive here with her
arthritis bothering her most of the time now. But she said she was
determined to visit with her grandson for his birthday and wanted to
come out and see the old farm.
    “It was a long one, but
I’m just glad to be here. The place looks great Tyler, your dad
would be so proud of all the work you’ve done,” she said,
grabbing his arm and smiling up at him. Tyler looked down at her, she
was so small compared to him that it was almost comical. He was
pushing six foot one and she had to be only five feet tall. Tyler
wondered where the time had gone. His father had died last year of a
heart attack. Life seemed too short sometimes, or maybe he just got
caught up in work and let life slip by. He was betting the latter was
true. Owning his own fencing company was a lot of work, plus taking
care of the horses and everything that needed done on the farm, it
all seemed endless. He did like to keep busy working, it was his
escape while Brandon was away all week, but he wondered if he was
missing out on life. He was starting to wonder if he was letting it
all just slip past him in a blur. He couldn’t even think of
anything fun or exciting he’d done all week. There was just
work. Brandon was now eight years old and he was twenty-eight,
nearing thirty. He was divorced and lived alone all week, just
working, and waiting on each weekend to come so he could see his son.
Every week just seemed to fly by.
    “Come on, hun, I have
something for you,” Carol said to Brandon, waking him up from
his wandering thoughts. He usually only let his mind wander on the
hour drive to pick up Brandon, so he wasn’t sure what had made
those thoughts come into his mind right now.
    Brandon jumped up from his seat
and followed