Chapter Three
“You know what you need, Hope?” Her brother, Axel, sat at the kitchen table thumbing through the latest issue of Rancher’s Monthly. The look on his face spelled one thing. Trouble.
Growing up, that had been the look which landed all the siblings in hot water with their mother. Hope shook her head. “Oh no. Don’t you go getting ideas, Axe. I just got home.”
“It’s about damn time, too,” said her other brother, Gunnar, joining Axel at the table. “You never should have left. Plenty of professional opportunities for you here.”
Hope let out a harsh sigh. “Name one that doesn’t have to do with Hansen Stables.”
Gunnar’s face fell a little.
“See?” She crossed her arms, emphasizing her point. “You can’t name one.”
“I’ll come up with one.” Gunnar studied her. “Why’d you quit when
