Wild Rain (Women Who Dare #2) - Beverly Jenkins Page 0,71

of to entice her. We need her to associate you with her well-being.” Willing this to work, she waited.

Cass played her role well. Enticing the mare with words, she also placed her hand in the bucket and held it so the mare could smell the water. Spring was impressed. The mare remained skeptical, however, and kept her distance.

Thirty minutes passed, and as word spread, more people gathered to watch Cass and Queen, including Garrett and his family. Spring acknowledged him but stayed focused on her task. To tempt the mare even more, Ed brought Cass a bucket of feed. He’d purposefully withheld food for this moment, and Cass let the mare see the contents in her outstretched hand. Lady walked to the feed and helped herself then whinnied to the mare as if to say, “Get over here and eat, little girl.”

Everyone noticed the mare’s rising interest by the way she kept eyeing what Cass had in her hand, so Spring warned the crowd, “When she does eat, anybody who cheers will have to deal with me. We don’t want her spooked after all this.” She punctuated the edict with a hard glance.

Finally, an hour after Cass took her seat, the mare walked over and drank from the bucket. Cass cried, and told her how proud she was. She reached out to touch her, but the horse shied and took off, but a moment later, returned for the feed. Spring saw Ed’s grin. Audrey Nelson’s tears matched her daughter’s. Spring was pleased, and by the look on Cass’s father’s face and the shine of water in his eyes, he was, as well.

After her drink, Queen raced back to her spot on the far side of the pen, but Spring wasn’t bothered by that. The mare was beginning to trust Cass. It was the big first step in the many to follow to help the horse and rider become one.

Most of the onlookers drifted away. Ed left to oversee other doings, and the Nelsons followed their daughter to where the mare stood, so she could continue familiarizing Queen to her presence and the sound of her voice. Spring watched for a moment then finally turned to Garrett and his family.

Garrett said, “Spring. I want you to meet my parents, Hiram and Fannie. My sister Melody and family friend Vernon Babcock. This is Spring Lee. Dr. Lee’s sister.”

“Pleased to meet you,” Spring replied.

“What a lovely name,” his short, wren-brown mother said, smiling.

“Thank you.”

His father, as tall and lean-framed as his son, eyed her and her leather attire questioningly for a silent moment as if not sure what to make of her or what to say. “That was quite a show with the young lady and the mare. Is your family’s business horses?”

“No. Just mine.”

He cocked his head.

“Ed Prescott and I are business partners,” she explained. “This is his spread. We sell wild mustangs.”

Fannie said, “How interesting.” She turned to Garrett with the same questioning look on her face as her husband’s.

Garrett said, “She’s a rancher, Mother.”

“You own a ranch?” she asked, turning back to Spring.

“Yes, ma’am.”

Garrett’s father asked, “Along with your husband?”

She shook her head. “I’m not married.”

He glanced from her to Garrett. “I see.”

Melody, whose bright skin and chestnut hair made Spring wonder if she was mulatto said, “I’ve never met a lady rancher. Truthfully, I’ve never met any rancher. Odell said in one of the wires that you’ve been taking care of Garrett. Thank you for that.”

“You’re welcome, but the praise should go to my brother, Colton. Were it not for his skill as a doctor, the outcome might not have gone so well.”

Vernon, with his well-trimmed beard, whiskers, and costly suit, added, “Then we’re glad your brother’s doctoring proved helpful. Burying Garrett would have put a damper on the wedding Melody and I have planned.”

Melody rolled her eyes. “Nothing is set in stone, Vernon.”

Spring found the interaction interesting. She was also aware of Hiram McCray’s intense scrutiny. It was difficult to tell what he was thinking, so she decided not to worry over it. Whatever was going through his mind would reveal itself soon enough.

Hiram asked, “Is your brother here? I’m excited to finally meet him.”

“He is. He’s busy at the moment with the thrown riders, but I’m sure he’ll make the time to come and say hello.”

“I assume you leave that aspect to the men.”

“If you mean the breaking and being thrown parts, no. I do that, as well.”

He stiffened with shock. He again turned to the now-amused

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