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horses out of the barn. Daniel squinted up at the sun as he took a deep breath. He didn’t ever think he would smell such clean air.
     
    “Oh there’s Sam! Come and meet him, he’s your other boss while you’re working here.”
     
    “Howdy, you must be, John. I’m Sam, and it’s my pleasure.” Sam offered a rough, tanned, and calloused hand. His weathered face, framed by gray hair, revealed too much sun exposure and decades of hard work.
     
    “Nice to meet you, Sam. I’m ready to work.”
     
    “Great!” Sam’s smile dropped instantly. “Go in the barn and shovel out the horse stalls. Put the manure over there in that pile. We’ll be using it in the garden. Put fresh straw down, then start cleaning out that field.” Sam walked off.
     
    “His bark is worse than his bite. Don’t forget that, John. He’d give someone the shirt off his back if they needed it. He’s just gotten more crotchety in his old age. I’m going up a ways to do some clearing. I’ll see you in a bit.” Rosie turned and walked toward a shed, which contained the supplies she’d need.
     
    So, shovel horse shit. Nice. Daniel’s cell phone rang.
     
    “How is it going, Daniel?”
     
    “Carl, you always know when to call me.”
     
    “Daniel, are you still in Prairie? I stopped by your apartment and the office informed me that you no longer reside there.”
     
    “Yes, Carl, I’m in Prairie. But I moved out of that disease-ridden dump my father had me in.”
     
    “Where are you staying, Daniel?”
     
    “On a farm. I’m working here as kind of a ranch hand.”
     
    “Oh my…” Carl busted out laughing. “Excuse me, Daniel, I do apologize.” Carl laughed even harder.
     
    “What’s so funny, Carl?”
     
    “Just thoughts of you out running in the pasture, stepping in horse and cow manure. Thankfully you have work boots.” Carl laughed until he was coughing.
     
    “Actually, Carl, I haven’t stepped in it yet, but I have to let you go because I need to shovel horse shit out of the stalls. Go tell my father that, so you can both get a good laugh.” Daniel hung up the phone.
     
    He found the wheelbarrow and a shovel easily enough. Walking into the stall, Daniel didn’t have to look down to know what he s tepped in. He heard the squish.
     

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter 4
     
     
     
    Daniel finally climbed in the hot shower before heading to the table for another delicious meal that Rosie would serve. His entire body ached. Not just soreness like he experienced after a hard workout at the gym, but broken. His body felt absolutely broken, and Daniel was convinced that it was. But tomorrow was Sunday and Rosie had told him he could have that day off. He was looking forward to going up to the bar. He had been thinking about Katherine almost constantly.
     
    Rosie looked at his boots and told him he’d have to leave them on the porch. She found a pair of her husband’s tan cowboy boots, and Daniel tried them on. He wouldn’t be caught dead in them around anyone he knew, but they were good enough for this town. Better than smelling like horse shit.
     
    He climbed into the old pickup truck and headed into town. He was hoping he’d find Katherine. His eyes lit up when he saw the sign posted out front that advertised karaoke from eight until midnight. Please let her sing.
     
    At seven forty-five, Daniel walked into the crowded bar. Once again the music was blaring. He noticed that the table in the back corner was empty. Daniel had to sit down slowly because every muscle in his body was protesting with each movement he made.
     
    Katherine was at the bar putting drinks on a tray. Her hair was loose, and her strawberry blonde curls flowed down the back of her little black dress. Daniel couldn’t stop himself from watching her move. Her hips swung slightly to the beat of the music, and he found himself wanting to sneak up behind her. Her long, slender legs moved so gracefully, and he hungered to know what they