Page 5 of Take Me Please, Cowboy
“Huh.Those are barely hills.”
She smiled because he was right.Compared to the Rocky Mountains, Texas was pretty much a flat state.
“I see now why you needed my truck.I’m sorry I reacted so badly.”
“It’s okay.”
“I should have asked more questions.”
“It’s behind us.”
Uncle Clyde’s gaze searched hers.“Are you sure?”
She nodded.
“So, how did you sell this landscape?”Clyde asked.“How did Sterba see it?Do you have a website?”
“I have a landing page, and my Ansley Art Instagram account.I use both to direct all traffic to my Etsy store.That’s where a lot of people find me.”
“Etsy?”
“It’s an online store for artisans.They get a lot of traffic and I’ve been able to sell smaller things through them.But Mr.Sterba’s wife saw my work at the farmer’s market in Marietta.I’ve had a little booth a couple of times and have sold things through that, mostly to tourists wanting a souvenir, but it’s made me money.”
“I always wondered what you were doing out in the barn.”
Ansley laughed.“You knew I was painting.”
“Yeah, but I didn’t know you were good.”
“That’s nice of you to say so.”She rose and began gathering their dishes.“Do you want any dessert tonight?”
“Do we have any of your brownies left?”
“We do.”
“I’d like one of those if you don’t mind.”He pushed up, moving slowly.“Can I help with dishes?”
“No, I’ve got this.Go relax.”
But when she carried a dessert plate in to the TV room later, she discovered her uncle slumped in his leather recliner, the television on mute.
“What’s wrong?”she asked, swiftly moving to his side.
“Just light-headed.”
Ansley set the dessert plate on his side table and carefully touched his forehead.He wasn’t hot or cold.He didn’t feel clammy.But he did look pale.“Any other symptoms?”
“No.I’m just dizzy.I was dizzy earlier—”
“You didn’t tell me.”
“I said I was hungry.”
She sat down on the edge of the couch.“Do you want to go to the doctor?”
“No.”
“Do you think this is related to your heart issues?”
