Evening once again found Scarlett visiting with the animals as the sun went down. This time, it was the potbellied pigs, which was fine. Sure, they smelled a little worse than the llamas or the horses, but they also seemed a bit more joyful.
She smiled at the two who’d flopped on the ground a few feet from her, and said, “And then we went to the automotive store and got all the parts he needed for a couple of the cars in the yard. He’s going to fix those up and sell them.”
She’d told them all about the date at Beanie’s, and how charming Hudson could be. He’d also shared several personal things with her, and she appreciated his maturity and wisdom. He hadn’t expounded on why he didn’t talk to two of his brothers, and he didn’t seem keen on driving the twenty minutes to his family’s horse
