Elena
A month later
“Elena, dear, your mother is on the phone,” Sondra sings out from the front of the bakery.
I set the boys down in the crib they share when I work at the bakery for Sondra. I come in three days a week to help her with orders. With Axton’s money, we’ve managed to get the ranch up and functioning and built extra cabins on the property for the rogue women, as the main house only has six bedrooms. Everyone pitches in around the ranch.
And for the past month, our lives have been pretty carefree. Yet I love the days I worked in town because it is the only time I really get to speak to my mother. There isn’t much cell service out on the ranch, and even if there was, I don’t want to run the risk of Axton catching odd calls from the middle of nowhere to my mother’s phone.
