The Maverick's Return
Congratulations…it's a girl! Talk about mending fences—have you heard that rugged rancher Daniel Stockton is back in town? It's been ten years since Dan left Rust Creek Falls with Anne Lattimore's heart in tow. She soon married someone else and had a child, but their marriage didn't last. We here at the Gazette think we know why. It has something to do with Anne's beautiful daughter, Janie…Now that Dan has returned, will Anne find the courage to forgive him—and tell him that sweet Janie is really his? Will Dan find the courage to ask for a second chance? Stay tuned, you hopeful romantics, to see if love really can conquer all!
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Congratulations...itâs a girl!
RUST CREEK RAMBLINGS
Talk about mending fencesâhave you heard that rugged rancher Daniel Stockton is back in town? Itâs been ten years since Dan left Rust Creek Falls with Anne Lattimoreâs heart in tow. She soon married someone else and had a child, but their marriage didnât last. We here at the Gazette think we know why. It has something to do with Anneâs beautiful daughter, Janie...
Now that Dan has returned, will Anne find the courage to forgive himâand tell him that sweet Janie is really his? Will Dan find the courage to ask for a second chance? Stay tuned, you hopeful romantics, to see if love really can conquer all!
âLooks like youâve been cleared to go,â he told her as the other woman stepped away.
Anne felt butterflies fluttering in the pit of her stomach. Why did she feel as if she was about to go out on a first date? She wasnât, for heavenâs sake. This wasnât even a date at all. She was just getting a cup of coffee with someone who had once meant a great deal to her.
Someone you had a baby with, the voice in her head reminded her.
With effort, Anne forced a ghost of a smile to her lips as she said, âJust let me get my purse and then Iâm ready.â
After taking out her purse from one of the bottom drawers, Anne rose to her feet. She glanced at the phone, willing it to ring.
It didnât.
She had temporarily run out of possible excuses.
âOkay,â she told Danny as she came around to the front of the reception desk, âletâs get that cup of coffee.â
Taking her elbow to help guide her out of the clinic, Dan murmured, âI thought youâd never ask.â
The butterflies went into high gear.
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Contents
Daniel Stockton wearily walked into the log cabin he lived in at the Comanchero Ranch. For the last ten years, heâd been in charge of booking vacations for city dwellers who yearned to sample the cowboy life for a week or two and pretend they lived back in the days of the old Wild West. The dude ranch, one of Coloradoâs most popular, was currently in the height of its busy season. Attendance was at an all-time high and would probably remain so until somewhere around the end of next month.
As he concentrated on putting one foot in front of the other on the way to his secondhand sofa, Dan felt as if all those years had been packed into this last week and a half.
He sighed and collapsed on the worn, cracked sofa in the center of his small living area.
His stomach rumbled, asking to be appeased, but for now, Dan felt as if he couldnât move more than the first two fingers of his right hand. The hand that was currently wrapped around the remote control for the TV that had been in the cabin when heâd initially moved in. The cabin was too quiet and he just wanted some background noise to distract him.
Even now, after all these years, he didnât like being alone with his thoughts.
Aiming the remote at the twenty-four-inch TV screen, he pressed the power button, content to watch whatever program came on. He just wanted some company he didnât have to explain anything to. The tourists who came to the ranch always seemed to be filled to the brim with questions.
Most of the time, that didnât bother him, but there was this one family this last week that had a kid with themâHarlanâwho just wouldnât stop asking questions no matter what. The kid, all of eleven or twelve, was obviously trying to trip him up.
Dan felt as if his head was throbbing and, quite possibly, on the verge of exploding.
The pay at the Comanchero Ranch was fairly decent and he did get to spend most of his life on horseback, which he loved, but there were timesâlike this last weekâwhen the loneliness caught up to him, wrapping its tentacles around him so hard he could scarcely breathe. That was when he found his patience to be thin and in relatively short supply. And when that happened, his tolerance went out the window.
This afternoon heâd come dangerously close to telling Harlanâs parents that they needed to take their son in hand and teach him some much-needed manners. But heâd managed to hold his tongue long enough to get those âdudesâ back to the ranch house where they were staying.
