They had the horses out, playing, goofing off while they waited for Mike to decide if he wanted to put in with them and rope another round or just head home.
Weren’t none of them making the real money this time, were they? Weren’t none of them making enough to live on and Alan knew there was someone at home that needed him.
Okay, hoped there was someone there still. His Colby, waiting at the ranch.
Maybe he prayed a little.
Much love, y’all.