Chapter Six
“Please come to my birthday party! I really want you there,” Ryan asked with bright, innocent eyes—eyes far different from the morose ones he saved exclusively for his dad. Margaret hadn’t seen Joe since the day he left Ryan and came back three hours later, honking his horn and driving away without even a wave for Margaret. That had been three days ago.
“Ryan, I can’t. I don’t do so well around people. I’m just not comfortable. Besides, your dad’s giving you this party. I don’t think he’d want me there.” Margaret hung up Storm’s halter and left him in the large, fenced-off field to graze with Angel, who was calm and balancing against Storm’s fiery personality. Margaret rested her forearms on top of the fence.
“Please, Margaret? I don’t have very many friends, and I really wa
