Somehow, Bobby made it through the day without committing any terrible errors, at least none that Orr or Jase caught. He spent most of the time working on Powwow, always a pleasure and enough to almost keep his mind on business. At four, though, he went in to take a shower and change into his brand new Wranglers and a very bright western shirt he’d recently bought for special occasions. This dinner surely qualified.
When six o’clock finally rolled around, he’d been ready for a good hour, trying to amuse himself with the latest issue of Mules and More magazine, the one in which two ads had started him off on this amazing journey. It was far from over yet and, with any luck, might even take him across the ocean to Ireland!
When he heard a vehicle turn onto the unpaved lane leading to the r
