Tricksy had stayed in the Flying Cross Ranch guest house a few times in her life. Namely, right after her mother had passed away from a d**g overdose. Mrs. Matthews had taken the girls in after they"d heard the news and for a few days after the funeral.
It had been a handful of days filled with warm food, clean sheets, and caring hugs whenever the girls wanted. Most of the time, they didn"t have to ask. Even all six of the Matthews boys were kind and careful with them. Charlie never let go of Savy"s hand. Joe had dogged Foxy"s steps. Topher hadn"t hung close to Tricksy, but that had never been his way.
He"d given her a few niceties like sorry for your loss, but not how are you holding up. Then he"d disappeared into the bunkhouse, a place the girls weren"t allowed. She hadn"t seen much of
