Big Sky Mountain Part 19
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Kendra had returned to the office afterward, where she'd left Daisy snoozing contentedly in a corner, and eaten lunch-a carton of yogurt and an apple-at her desk.
Taking a client through the mansion, although almost certainly a fruitless enterprise, had served as a welcome distraction from her mixed-up thoughts about Hutch and that afternoon's horseback ride, but now she was alone in her quiet office, except for Daisy, and her imagination threatened to run wild.
The phones were silent.
The computer monitor yawned before her like the maw of a dragon, ready to suck her in and devour her whole.
She was ridiculously grateful when the mailman dropped in with a handful of flyers and bills, thrilled when the meter reader put in a brief appearance.
"I'm losing my mind," she confided to Daisy, when the two of them were alone in the silent office again. "You've been adopted by a crazy woman."
Daisy yawned broadly, closed her lovely brown eyes, and went back to sleep.
"Sorry if I'm boring you," she told the dog.
Daisy gave a soft snore.
By the time three o'clock rolled around, Kendra was practically climbing the walls. She attached Daisy's leash to her collar, shut off the lights, locked the front door and all but raced out the back way to her car.
When she arrived at the community center, Madison was waiting for her, along with her teacher, Miss Abbington.
Miss Abbington did not look like a happy camper.
"What's wrong?" Kendra asked as soon as she'd parked the car and gotten out.
"I think Madison should answer that," Miss Abbington said. She was a small, earnest woman with pointy features that made her look hypervigilant-a quality Kendra appreciated, especially in a person who spent hours with her daughter every day.
Madison flushed, but her chin was set at an obstinate angle. "I was incordiable," she told Kendra.
"Incorrigible," Miss Abbington corrected stiffly.
"What happened?" Kendra asked the little girl, at once alarmed and defensive. How could a four-year-old child be described as "incorrigible?" Wasn't that word usually reserved for hard-core criminals?
"I misrupted the whole cla.s.s," Madison said, warming to the subject.
"Disrupted," Miss Abbington said.
Kendra gave the woman a look, then refocused her attention on her daughter. "That isn't good, Madison," she said. "What, specifically, did you do?"
Madison squared her small shoulders and tugged her hand free from Miss Abbington's. "I borrowed Becky Marston's cowgirl boots," she admitted without a hint of shame. "When she took them off to put on her sneakers for gym cla.s.s."
"Without permission," Miss Abbington embellished, looking down her long nose at Madison. "And then, when Becky asked for her boots back, you told her you weren't through wearing them yet."
"Madison." Kendra sighed. "We talked about the boot thing, remember? This morning at breakfast?"
"I just wanted to see what they felt like," Madison said, but her lower lip was starting to wobble and she didn't look quite as sure of her position as before. "I would have given them back tomorrow."
Kendra looked at Miss Abbington again. Miss Abbington's gaze connected with hers, then skittered away.
"I'll take it from here," Kendra told the other woman.
"Fine," Miss Abbington said crisply.
"It's wrong to take someone else's things, Madison," Kendra told her daughter. "You know that."
From the car, Daisy poked her muzzle through a partly open window and whimpered.
Madison's eyes filled with tears, real ones. She was a precocious child, but she didn't cry to get her way. "Are you mad at me, Mommy?"
"No," Kendra said quickly, trying not to smile at the image of her little girl clomping around the schoolroom in a pair of purloined boots. This isn't funny, she scolded herself silently, but it didn't help much.
"Do I still get to go to the cowboy man's house and ride a horse?"
Canceling the outing would have made sense, giving Madison reason to think about her behavior at preschool, but Kendra privately nixed the idea on two counts. One, she knew Madison's disappointment would be out of all proportion to the misdemeanor she'd committed and, two, she'd have to reschedule the ride and she didn't think her nerves could take the strain.
She was a wreck as it was.
"Yes," she said, leading Madison to the car and helping her into the safety seat in back. Daisy was on hand to lick the little girl's face in welcome. "You can still ride Mr. Carmody's horse. But tomorrow, as soon as you get to school, you will apologize to Miss Abbington and to Becky for acting the way you did." A pause. "Fair enough?"
Madison considered the proposition as though it were a proposition and not an order. "Okay," she agreed. "But I still think Becky is a big crybaby."
"Don't push your luck, kiddo," Kendra warned.
She got behind the wheel, fastened her seat belt, started the engine.
"None of this would have happened," Madison offered reasonably, "if I had my own cowgirl boots."
Kendra closed her eyes for a moment, swallowed a laugh. She wanted Madison to be spirited and proactive, yes. But a demanding brat? No way.
"One more word about those boots," she said, glancing at the rearview mirror to read her daughter's face, "and there will be no visit to Mr. Carmody's ranch, no horseback ride and definitely no day at the rodeo."
Madison's jaw clamped down tight. She obviously had plenty more to say, but she was too smart to say it.
She wanted that ride.
Half an hour later, after a quick stop at home, where Kendra and Madison both changed into jeans and T-s.h.i.+rts and gave Daisy a chance to lap up some water and squat in the backyard, the three of them set out for Whisper Creek Ranch.
On the way, Kendra told herself silently that she was making too big a deal out of this. Nothing earthshaking was going to happen; Hutch would lead a horse out of the barn, Madison would sit in the saddle for a few minutes and that would be it.
She and Madison could turn right around and come home, none the worse for the experience.
Big Sky Mountain loomed in the near distance as they drove on toward the ranch, towering and ancient. If there was one thing in or around Parable that made Kendra think of Hutch Carmody, it was that mountain.
How many times had they gone there, on horseback and sometimes on foot, to be alone in that hidden meadow he loved so much, to talk and laugh and, often, to make love in the warmth of the sun or the silvery glow of starlight?
A blush climbed her neck and pulsed in her cheeks.
Too many times, she thought glumly.
It had been wonderful.
Her grandmother had found out about the trysts eventually-probably by reading Kendra's diary-and said, "You're just like your mother. I can't trust you out of my sight any more than I could trust her. You turn up pregnant, girl, and I'll wash my hands of you."
Kendra had taken great care not to get pregnant, but not because of her grandmother's threat-the old woman had long since washed her hands of her daughter's child. No, it was because she hadn't wanted to trap Hutch, force him into marriage because she was having his baby. A few of the other girls in school had gone that route with their boyfriends, and the consequences were sobering, to say the least.
Though she'd loved Hutch, and sometimes feared that she still did, Kendra had wanted to go to college. Yes, she'd wanted children, but at the right time and in the right way. Knowing what it felt like to be a living, breathing burden, she'd been determined to wait, to start her family when she and Hutch were both ready.
Instead she'd gotten involved with Jeffrey Chamberlain. It had been an innocent friends.h.i.+p at first-she'd been fascinated by Jeffrey's accent, his dry British sense of humor, his style and manners.
Still, she hadn't married him out of love, not really. She'd wanted to love him, wanted the fairy-tale life he offered, wanted things to be settled, once and for all, so she could get on with her life.
But right up until the moment she'd said, "I do," she'd expected Hutch to step in, to reclaim her, to be willing to slay dragons to keep her.
He'd done none of those things, of course. And she'd been a dreamy-eyed fool to expect him to.
Now nearing the gate at the base of Hutch's long driveway, Kendra put the past firmly out of her mind.
That was then. This is now.
Hutch was in front of the barn, and he'd saddled three horses-two regular-size ones and a little gray pony with black-and-white spots.
Daisy began to bark, noticing the shy black dog lurking nearby, and Madison, spotting the pony, gave a delighted squeal.
But Kendra was still counting the horses.
By her calculations, there was one too many.
She barely got the car stopped before Madison was freeing herself from the restraint of her safety seat, pus.h.i.+ng open the rear door, scrambling out.
Daisy leaped out after her, and Hutch laughed as both the dog and the little girl bounded toward him and the horses. He introduced his own dog, Leviticus, who stayed a little apart, looking on cautiously.
"That's the littlest horse in the whole world!" Madison raved, having barely noticed the dog, stopping finally to stare at the pony in wonder.
"Maybe," Hutch agreed, grinning. His gaze rose slowly to Kendra's face and locked on with an impact she actually felt.
"I'm little, too," Madison chattered on eagerly.
Hutch looked serious, thoughtful. "Now, isn't that a coincidence?" he asked. "You and the pony being so suited to each other, I mean?"
Kendra tightened her fists at her sides, forcibly relaxed them. She knew next to nothing about the day-to-day operation of Whisper Creek Ranch, but she was ninety-nine percent sure there was no job here for such a tiny horse.
Everything about the animal was miniature, even by pony standards, including the Lilliputian saddle and bridle.
"Simmer down," Hutch said to Kendra in a near whisper, though he was still grinning. "I borrowed the horse from a neighbor. She's as gentle as they come."
Kendra swallowed. "Oh," she said.
Hutch's attention s.h.i.+fted back to Madison. The little girl basked in the glow of his quiet approval. "Want to give this thing a try?" he asked her.
Madison nodded wildly. Daisy had lost interest by then, and gone off to sniff the surrounding area for heaven only knew what. Leviticus followed her, as if to make sure she behaved throughout the visit.
Once again, Hutch's eyes rested on Kendra's face. He was waiting for her permission.
"You're sure this animal is tame?" she asked him.
"Sure as can be," Hutch a.s.sured her.
"Well-" She stopped, bit her lower lip. "All right, then."
Hutch chuckled, put his hands to Madison's waist and swung her easily into the saddle. He put the reins in her small hands, told her how to hold them, explaining quietly that she shouldn't pull on them too hard, because that was hard on the pony's mouth.
Madison, for her part, looked not just overjoyed, but transported.
"Look, Mommy!" she cried. "I'm on a horse! I'm on a real horse!"
Kendra had to smile. "Yes," she agreed. "You certainly are."
Hutch led the pony around in slow but ever widening circles, there in the barnyard, letting Madison get the feel of riding. The child seemed spangled in light, she was so happy.
I'm on a horse! I'm on a real horse!
Inwardly, Kendra sighed.
Madison was hooked.
And that meant she was, too.
CHAPTER TWELVE.
HUTCH WATCHED KENDRA watching her daughter ride, on her own now, and he was glad he'd "borrowed" Ruffles from a family up the road, even though he was sure to get a jos.h.i.+ng from the ranch hands, among others. The plain truth of the matter was that he'd bought the pony outright-the Hendrix kids were grown and gone and the little mare had been "mighty lonely these last few years," according to Paula Hendrix.
He moved to stand alongside Kendra, close enough but not too close.
Her eyes brimmed with happy tears, and she fairly glowed with motherly pride. "She's loving this," she murmured so softly that Hutch wasn't sure if she was talking to him at all.
"Madison's a natural, all right," he agreed quietly. "A born rider."
"You went to a lot of trouble," Kendra went on, still not looking his way. "Borrowing a pony and everything, I mean." She was pleased, he knew, but there was a tension in her, too-she was ready to spring into action if anything went wrong, rush in to save her baby. And there was something else, too-a kind of wariness that probably didn't have much to do with either Madison or the horse.
Just then, Hutch felt a strange ache in a far corner of his heart. In a perfect world, Madison would have been their child, his and Kendra's. Her last name would be Carmody, not Shepherd or Chamberlain or whatever it was, and riding a horse wouldn't be a rare adventure, it would be part of her daily life, like it was of any ranch kid's.
Big Sky Mountain Part 19
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