Chapter Seventeen
“Make sure the lead ropes are tied,” Jonathan yelled as the last of the convoy of horses and pack mules were loaded with supplies.
“Aw, Dad,” Taylor was complaining. “Why can’t I go? I’m twenty!”
“Because you weren’t invited,” Sam replied as he checked the straps holding on some supplies. “Besides, you have a rodeo in two days. You’d never make it.”
“I can miss one,” Taylor said.
“Taylor,” Sam finally growled in frustration. “You need time to grow up before you go through the pass.”
“Why does Allie get to go?” Taylor complained, glancing at where Allie was talking with Indy.
“Because she is ready,” Sam replied in exasperation.
Taylor scowled at his dad. “That doesn’t make any sense at all.”
“I thought going on the rodeo circuit would help you grow up,” Sam mutter
