Chapter 7
“I don’t know if I can do it,” Harry said, looking toward his father. He was sitting in the front row right next to Bowlswurth, who had a stupid grin on his pudgy face.
“Don’t matter if you can’t,” Reb said. He was staring straight at Dutch. “All that matters is that you try. You’re gonna get up on that horse and show your old man you can do it. Your daddy never even thought you would go this far. You got him beat. Besides,” Reb said, pushing Harry against a wall behind the bleachers, “you got me, cowboy.” Reb leaned in and kissed him with so much passion that it left Harry dazed.
“You crazy f**k!” He wiped a hand across his mouth, but he smiled in spite of his shock.
Reb snickered and c****d his head to the side. “Go get ‘em, cowboy. I’ll be right here waitin’ on ya.”
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