CHAPTER 4
PRESENT DAY
“I’m sorry,” the doctor said to Rex Dexin. He was sitting on the hospital bed with his right elbow in a sling.
Rex shut his eyes for a moment as he absorbed the news. It was over. The years he’d spent riding the saddle and ranch bronc rodeo circuits had come to an end. The damage to his elbow this time was too great—a severe ligament tear on both ends of his ulnar as well as a significant damage to the nerve there that had now affected his grip strength. And even though surgery could get it all fixed, the doctor had made it clear that bronc riding was not in his future if he still wanted to retain normal use of his elbow for everyday ranch needs.
He let out an exhale. Rex had joined the circuit many years ago as a way to deal with his sorrows. And it had worked. O
