They’d been on the road for several minutes. London had watched tension drain from Tuck as they drove, and his shoulders slowly relax as they got farther from the lawyer’s office. So many questions swirled through her head, but she held her tongue.
“That was the last thing I expected,” Tuck said as they drove past the last houses on the edge of town.
“What were you expecting?” Now that he’d broken the silence, she could ask some of her questions.
He lifted one shoulder in a half shrug. “I had no idea. I guess I expected to be told how much I owed for her funeral and any debts left on the ranch. Anything but to be told the ranch was mine, if I live there for a year, and that it’s double the size it was when I left.”
“Which way are you leaning?”
He frowned and glanced at her. “What do y
