There weren’t many things he couldn’t do around the ranch anymore, but he’d long ago accepted that he’d never be as good a roper as any of his companions. Not even seventeen-year-old Will.
Finally, John called an end to their frolicking, and he, Nick, Henry, and Jake led the horses into the barn to be unsaddled and brushed down while the rest of their crew set to work cleaning up.
“You all make that look so easy,” he remarked to Aaron.
The older man shrugged that off. “You want to see someone make it look easy, you should watch Andy Epperson. He’s truly gifted. In fact, if you ever want to learn from a master, I bet he’d show you a few tricks. Give him a few weeks, and you’d probably out-rope every one of us here.”
“I doubt that.”
“Why? You’ve taken to everything else about this life
