Contrary to his normal routine, Lorcan did not wake Felix at first light. By the quality of light streaming through the windows, it had to be at least noon. Felix walked outside and was astounded to see Ronan’s truck parked in the driveway. Before he could go over and inspect it, an excited yip drew his attention to Kiva and Ronan who were exiting the cow barn. Kiva closed the distance to Felix in seconds, but Ronan took much longer. Felix realized that he was not wearing his leg brace and was instead doing a strange hopping limp that was painful to watch.
“Where’s your brace?” Felix asked.
“Dunno, really,” Ronan said with a sheepish grin. “I was a bit deep in my cups last night. Won back the truck.”
“I see that,” Felix said, thrilled to see Ronan in such good spirits.
“Oh, ya shoulda
