A Cowboy in the Streets (LODESTAR RANCH #1) by Elizabeth Bright EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Elizabeth Bright
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James
MAYBE THE PINK COWBOY boots were a mistake. Dad had strong
feelings about those boots. But then, so did I. They were such a part of me
that if I looked down and saw something else on my feet, I wouldn’t know
who I was.
Dad bought me my first pair before I could walk, so I would look cute in
the family photos. As my feet grew, he kept right on buying new pairs to fit.
One of my earliest memories was Dad dancing with me in the kitchen while
Mom cooked dinner, the pink cowboy boots on my feet.
“Pretty like your momma,” he told me.
A bald-faced lie because I looked nothing like Mom. She was tall and
blonde, whereas I was short with dark hair and freckles. The only thing I
got from my mom was her curves, which was less of an asset for a horse
trainer like me than a rodeo queen like her. I kept those suckers locked
down so tight I might as well have been an A-cup. Or a man.
Dad always beamed when he saw me wear my pink cowboy boots with a
skirt for a school dance or a date. But those boots were made for riding, and
riding was what I did. He never failed to side-eye my pink cowboy boots
when I stepped foot in the barn or the training ring. Like they didn’t belong
there.
Or maybe that was me who didn’t belong.
I looked down at my feet critically, taking note that the bright pink was a
bit dulled from the grime and dust of the stables. Nothing a little saddle
soap couldn’t take care of. They were riding boots, same as any black or
brown pair. It would be a shame to waste them as pure decoration when
they had a job to do. Anyway, I liked the dichotomy. Why couldn’t
something be pretty and useful at the same time?
“Hey, sunshine!”
I pulled my gaze from my boots and smiled at the lead trainer of Blue
Skies Farm, the training facility for ranch and rodeo horses owned by my
dad, Carl Campos. “Hi, Walter. Chocolate chip cookies are in the
breakroom.”
“That’s the way to my heart. Tell Savanah thank you.”
Walter winked, because he knew damn well that if my mom had made
them, she had done so with my help. But he also knew that my dad frowned
upon me, as assistant trainer, bringing sweets and baked goods to the mostly
male ranch employees. They won’t respect you, Dad warned me over and
over again. They’ll see you as nothing but a girl.
The thing was, though, I was a girl. A girl who happened to like cookies.
Once I started bringing in treats, the others followed. Some stable hands
and trainers baked the treats themselves, and some brought store-bought
treats. Either way, everyone was happy.
“You going in there?” Walter jerked his thumb in the direction of Dad’s
office.
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