Chapter 25: Ardith RolfeDarren Jackson had almost finished the shoeing when a green jeep drove into the yard, spewing dust that mingled in the haze the milling horses had created. A sturdy, tanned, pony-tailed blonde stepped from the jeep. She was wearing white shorts, a halter top covered by a short sleeve, unbuttoned white blouse, an Australian bush hat pushed far back on her head, and sandals. David made his apologies and hurried over to her.
“Miss Rolfe, I'm David Krampitz. Welcome to the Rearing Bear and to Texas. I've some lemonade in the fridge, if you would like.”
Deep blue eyes lit with warmth and white teeth gleamed as she hugged him. “Why are you calling me Miss Rolfe? I'm still Artie, and that is Ms. not Miss. Just because we haven't seen each other for years doesn't mean I'v
