Limping along on her twisted ankle, she was cold from the rain, tired, hurting and angry, but she went on. Reaching the trees across the river bed, she was certain that Venus was hiding in the wooded area. Though just as she was about to enter into the dark shadows of the trees, she heard the sound of a man’s voice calling to her.
“Lacy!” It was Travis. On the buckskin, Ginger, he was just a short ride from the stables. “What the hell are you doing?” There was still the sound of rumbling thunder which made it hard to hear, but there was no mistaking Travis’s irritation. His voice shot out in anger; and when he was on her, she could see his eyes flashing dangerously. “Good God, you could have been killed!”
“Venus escaped the paddock!” she exclaimed.
“Well then, Venus can spend th
