Chapter Five
The sun was just skimming the horizon, sending golds and yellows across the darkened sky. The snow-covered fields and the smoke from the chimney of his parents’ ranch house were both welcoming and a reminder of the rude reality of what he was about to do. He could see cattle in the distance, the barn doors were closed, and the lights in the loft were out. Jeremy, Tiffy, and his nephew, Brandon, were evidently still asleep. As he pulled up to the house, he could see the light from the kitchen and knew his mom and dad would be up.
Yeah, he’d wanted to come out the night before—ready to slay the dragon, so to speak. He’d been pissed off at his dad for telling him what he could and couldn’t do. Laura was his mom, yet he felt as if Andy had slapped him down and would do everythin
