it was because he’d grown up on a ranch, but he adapted to this a lot more easily than most kids.”
When she didn’t continue, I gave her a quizzical look. “That’s not the way I remember you telling it to me. From what I remember, Alan was terrified at first.”
“Yeah, I know, but still . . . he did get used to it. And that’s the thing. I can’t tell you how many kids we have here who never adapt at all, no matter how long we work with them. This isn’t just a weekend thing; some kids have come here regularly for more than a year. We work at the developmental evaluation center, so we’ve spent a lot of time with most of the kids, and when we started the ranch, we insisted on opening it up to kids no matter how severe their condition. We felt it was an important commitment, but with some kids . . . I just wish I knew how to get through to them. Sometimes it feels like we’re just spinning our wheels.”
I could see Savannah cataloging her memories. “I don’t mean that we feel like we’re wasting our time,” she went on. “Some kids really benefit from what we’re doing. They come out here and spend a couple of weekends, and it’s like . . . a flower bud slowly blossoming into something beautiful. Just like it did with Alan. It’s like you can sense their mind opening up to new ideas and possibilities, and when they’re riding with a great big smile on their faces, it’s like nothing else matters in the world. It’s a heady feeling, and you want it to happen over and over with every child who comes here. I used to think it was a matter of persistence, that we could help everyone, but we can’t. Some of the kids never even get close to the horse, let alone ride it.”
“You know that’s not your fault. I wasn’t too thrilled with the idea of riding, either, remember?”
She giggled, sounding remarkably girlish. “Yeah, I remember. The first time you got on a horse, you were more scared than a lot of the kids.”
“No, I wasn’t,” I protested. “And besides, Pepper was frisky.”
“Ha!” she cried. “Why do you think I let you ride him? He’s just about the easiest horse you can imagine. I don’t think he’s ever so much as shimmied when someone rode him.”
“He was frisky,” I insisted.
“Spoken like a true rookie,” she teased. “But even if you’re wrong, I’m touched that you still remember it.”
Her playfulness summoned a tidal wave of memories.
“Of course I remember,” I said. “Those were some of the best days of my life. I won’t ever forget them.” Over her shoulder, I could see the dog wandering in the pasture. “Maybe that’s why I’m still not married.”
At my words, her gaze faltered. “I still remember them, too.”
“Do you?”
“Of course,” she said. “You might not believe it, but it’s true.”
The weight of her words hung heavy in the air.
“Are you happy, Savannah?” I finally asked.
She offered a wry smile. “Most of the time. Aren’t you?”
“I don’t know,” I said, which made her laugh again.
“That’s your standard answer, you know. When you’re asked to look into yourself for the answer? It’s like a reflex with you. It always has been. Why don’t you ask me what you really wanted to ask.”
“What did I really want to ask?”
“Whether or not I love my husband. Isn’t that what you mean?” she asked, looking away for a moment.
For an instant I was speechless, but I realized her instincts were correct. It was the real reason I was here.
“Yes,” she said at last, reading my mind again. “I love him.”
The unmistakable sincerity in her tone stung, but before I could dwell on it, she turned to face me again. Anxiety flickered in her expression, as if she were remembering something painful, but it passed quickly.
“Have you eaten yet?” she asked.
I was still trying to make sense of what I’d just seen. “No,” I said. “Actually, I didn’t have breakfast or lunch, either.”
She shook her head. “I’ve got some leftover beef stew in the house. Do you have time for dinner?”
Though I wondered again about her husband, I nodded. “I’d like that,” I said.
We started toward the house and stopped when we reached a porch lined with muddy and worn cowboy boots. Savannah reached for my arm in a way that struck me as being remarkably easy and natural,