Raschid saw it also. For Ruarke’s ears only, he said, “He caused that also?”
Ruarke shrugged. “I think so. She mentioned once that she missed being able to read. Whether that means she was able to at one time or just wishes she could, I don’t know. But I think she could, and he took that away from her, too.”
Raschid’s face darkened and his hands fisted. “If only he were not dead.”
“Get in line, my friend. Get in line.”
Raschid’s brows rose at the expression. He wasn’t sure he’d ever really had a male friend. Had never felt the need. But he saw the ease with which the people on the ranch interacted. Man to man, woman to woman, and woman to man in a non-s****l way.
But now those two little words had kindled a tiny ache within him. He’d never dreamt that a woman could be a friend. They w
