Keelan needed to do something bold to expend the nervous energy pulsing through her body.
The interactions with Dr. Garrison and her spoiled cousin, combined with the heavy still air of late morning, pulled at her spirits as she left the house. Normally, she’d have asked Slaney to join her, but today she wanted to be alone to sort out her life. She hoped a ride across the farm would buoy her mood, although in the back of her mind she pondered the idea of just riding away and never returning.
She turned in the direction of the barn. In exchange for overseeing the plantation business, her father had granted Uncle Jared use of a substantial tract of land, where he built an impressive stable filled with some of the finest stock in Charleston. They would someday be part of Doreen’s dowry.
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