“Next up is Ross Kincaid,” the rodeo announcer said. “He is currently third in world standing. In the bull-riding competition, he has been an all-around champion for the past two years. Kincaid is the man to beat tonight.”A round of applause and whistles drowned out the rest of the announcer’s sentence.
“Folks, Ross is in first place and has a chance to ride away with the twenty-five-thousand-dollar purse. All he has to do is stay on old Delila for eight seconds. Ross is no stranger to riding. He was born in a cowboy family. Yes, sir, riding is in his blood.”
“I bet it is,” a young woman said to her friend. They both giggled.
“I’d like to ride him,” the other woman chimed in.
Ross threw his long legs over the saddle. The large, black cowboy hat moved up and down as he listened to instr
