Jenny maneuvered the mare around and made sure she was taking to her foal.She stood back and let nature take its course.

When the mare started cleaning her foal, a low cheer went up as the ranch hands celebrated a new life on the ranch.

Gary’s hand shot out, and they both laughed when she showed him the long glove she still had on.She pulled it off and shook the man’s hand.

“I’m impressed, Doc.You just saved one of our favorite prized mares and her beautiful colt that the boss will be able to sell for a hefty amount later.”

“It was my pleasure.”She started putting her things away.“Is there a hose I can use?”

“Sure thing.”

She followed Gary with her bag to an outside spigot.She washed her hands and the chains she’d used and then pulled off the paper overalls she put on before leaving the house to protect her clothes.

“Call me if you’re concerned about anything.You might ask Mac before you do.I know this was an emergency, and I was the closest...”

“I didn’t call you because of that,” Gary said.“I can tell you know your stuff, and I like that you’re bringing in new techniques and tools.You did an awesome job, ma'am, and I’ll tell Mac that, too.”

“Please call me Jenny.”And then she thought of something.“Is there a possibility you could get fired for bringing me in?”

Gary laughed.“No.I’ve been here since Kaden was Baby Mac.That’s what we called him since he was born until he got bigger than us.He doesn’t trust very many people, but I am one of the few he does.”

“All right.Good.Have a good day.”

“You, too.”










Chapter Seven

Jenny went home andshowered before dropping back into bed.

It could have been five minutes or five hours before she was jerked awake by a pounding on the door.

She dragged herself out of bed and headed that way.She didn’t care that she was in an old t-shirt and loose shorts, or her hair was probably sticking out every which way.She just wanted to get rid of the person so she could go back to sleep.

She opened the door as she was rubbing her eyes.Jenny sighed when she caught sight of an angry Mac.She crossed her arms over her chest.

“Good morning, Mac.”