James Doule laid in bed watching the night slowly turn to day. He always thought of himself as a simple man. Brown hair sprinkled with gray now that gets unruly with curls when he went too long before he got it cut and equally unimpressive brown eyes. The only thing he ever did in his life was live and work on the ranch. There wasn't anything spectacular about him and he never needed much out of life. He never understood why Kathryn even looked his way, but he was glad she did. Kathryn was the highlight of his existence.
James got used to being alone after Kathryn. He never thought much about it, but now knocking on 60, he had more years behind him than he did ahead of him. He couldn't deny it even to himself that he had wasted his life. He had let Kathryn go because he didn't think he h
