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Chapter 21
Chapter 21 Because Hal kept his men busy, the day passed quickly for Tommy. He had little time to dwell on anything that wasn’t the horse beneath him and the cattle he chased down. Lunch was the only time he spent out of the saddle, a pot of Cookie’s stew wolfed down, followed by a healthy swig of water, and it was back in the field again. Above them, the sun shifted in the sky, following their progress; by the time it threw long shadows across the grass, Tommy was coated in a fine sheath of sweat, every muscle in his body on fire. Hal rounded on the fenced-in cattle, Mr. Sharpley at his side, and signaled to his men that their work was done for the day. Tommy breathed a sigh of relief. It wasn’t until he headed back toward the bunkhouse with the others that he let his mind turn to Lila
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