Chapter Five
Tyrell
With so much to consider, my brothers and I hopped in one of the ranch’s trucks and drove to Dallas to talk to our parents. Having spent the night, none of us knew exactly what the right thing to do was. Plus, I wanted to know more about the situation. Like why Dad’s father was such an inflexible man?
I drove, Jasper sat in the passenger seat, and Cash sat in the middle of the backseat that morning. “If we sell the ranch, you might never catch Ella when she falls again,” Jasper chuckled. “Who knows? Without you around, she might finally meet her end with how clumsy she is.”
Cash leaned forward. “I don’t think she’s clumsy. She’s intimidated by Big Brother here. And how is it, Tyrell, that you always jump to catch the filly anyway? One of us could’ve done it just as
