Chapter Eight
“You ready to get back in the saddle?” Colton asked as he and Ty rolled to a stop at the arena outside of town.
“You mean back on the bull?” Ty said with a laugh that was more than a little nervous. Glancing around, he could see why Colt and Cody’s roughstock riding school had been an early success. The setup was perfect - a small arena with chutes on one end, holding pens for livestock, and a big barn that housed mechanical bulls and a second, indoor training arena.
“I can’t wait for you to see it.” The excitement and pride in Colt’s voice heartened Ty. He hadn’t been excited by much over the last few years. Sure, he was proud to have finally earned an Associate’s Degree, but it wasn’t like there was much else for him to do inside. If he was being honest with himself, Ty
