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Pitt
Thanksgiving had always been a big deal at our house. Since Dad had had the mansion built, the entire family would come from all over the United States to stay for the four-day holiday weekend. The morning before Thanksgiving, I got up at four—as usual—and headed out to start my workday. Ranching never stopped for any holiday.
Since Kaylee’s phone call, I hadn’t been able to get much sleep at night. All I could manage was an hour or two at the most. Lying to the girl just didn’t sit well with me.
And telling her that I’d moved on—that was a lie. I knew what she would think, hearing another woman’s voice. And I’d let her believe it.
Lucy came up behind me, putting her hands on my back and pushing me along. “Come on, cowboy. Let’s get a move on. We’ve gotta get those cattle take
