Karla bustled down the road to Gramps’s, where the two pans of pizza casserole should be coming out of the oven any minute. Adele would take the casseroles out at her place, and then Karla just had to make it back to hers. Cover everything with tin foil. Put in six more trays.
Lunch would be ready on time, and she smiled to herself.
Yes, she spent a crazy amount of time making lunch for hundreds of people. But not everyone came, especially the volunteers, who were the bulk of the people who came to Last Chance Ranch every day.
Karla honestly hadn’t planned to make lunch today. She had several action items that needed to be started from her meeting yesterday, and this whole cow cuddling thing to wrap her mind around.
But she wanted to see Cache again. Plain and simple, he was the reason
