Steve slammed the doors of the horse trailer shut and secured the lock. Packing up was always the worst part of the rodeo. Liam and Steve had the animals fed, and tucked away into the trailers and hitched up to the trucks by noon. Dawson, Josh and John had spent the morning collapsing the camping gear and packing it away.
Brook kept trying to lend a hand with the heavy gear, but in her delicate condition, neither Steve nor Dawson wanted her stressing herself working. Since she would not leave well enough alone, Raven offered to distract her by taking her for a long late breakfast. Taylor, however, had vanished into thin air. Steve had not seen her all morning. He couldn’t help but wonder where she had gotten too.
John was packing their gear into the back of Liam’s black Ford four-by-fo
