Chapter Twenty
The cries of the cows kept Brenda up all night. They didn’t understand why they were separated from their loved ones. In the morning, they’d get another shock when they were poked in the hind with a hot iron. But that’s how life was on a ranch. You couldn’t stick around on the land without someone finding their way under your skin.
Brenda had grabbed cold leftovers from the fridge and hid in her room. She stayed corralled in her quarters for the rest of the evening. She didn’t dare leave the boundary of those four walls the next morning until she heard Keaton rise, shower, and leave out the front door. And so for another day, she started her day behind schedule.
How had it come to this? She’d made every provision to protect her assets in that prenup agreement. But, someho
