Chapter Four
Cash’s heart rate began to slow as Travis pulled the trailer underneath the new wrought iron arch with the words Resolution Ranch. He’d made it.
“How do you feel, cowboy?” Travis asked as they came over the rise. A new dusting of snow cast everything in shades of white and pink in the last of the afternoon sun.
“Relieved. Proud. Glad we’re home.”
“Think you can consider Resolution Ranch home?”
Cash nodded. “I want to try.”
“You did well out there. You learn fast. Most importantly, I think you can be a help to other vets who’ve struggled just like you have.”
Cash barked out a laugh, running a hand over his beard. “You say that like the struggle is over, man.”
Travis parked the truck and set the brake, turning to him. “I know it’s not. But you made a few key breakthrough
