man's voice sounded incredulously loud again.
"It's not the direction I want to go any more. I've lost my passion for it."
"Because of the inheritance?" the old man questioned as though he had every right to ask.
"It's not like I thought it would be. It's too political. So much pressure, competition. There's no pressure here, just life. And I'm ready for a little life, and another future."
"Ain't that kinda fickle?"
"Maybe, but it's also very me."
He nodded and fell silent. "Forgive me, Miss Letty. I don't have much education, cain't imagine someone just stopping. Some would give their eye teeth for a chance to go to college."
"S ometimes, education is just living."
Letty pondered her conversation with Caleb and wondered why the old man reacted to her quitting law so strangely. What difference did it make to him? She shrugged as she walked back to the house. Several had responded with shock when she told them, even her family; she guessed Caleb would be shocked too. Not a lot of people went to college to learn law and then quit.
She had been shooting for a week with Mike and was exhausted. Although it looked easy, the job of modeling was anything but. Still, she had to admit, she enjoyed it. The work that demanded concentration, and gracefulness and neither of those things bothered Letty. Some things came natural and modeling was one of them. Letty had always been comfortable with it, even though the camera was constantly in her face, she treated it like a man, and seduced it like a woman. Although she knew she would never be a top model, she didn't want that either.
She wanted a nice peaceful life, with small pressures, not big ones. She wanted to go to sleep at night and not worry all night over a client that might or might not be innocent. Law was a good thing, it had taught her a lot about life and people, but she'd had enough. Funny how her quitting up set some people though, Wendy and Caleb for example. But neither of them had been there, and they just didn't know what it was like.
She thought about what Caleb said and believed he was right about her father. They must have been good friends or her father would never have confided so much in Caleb. Somehow that knowledge comforted Letty.
She laid on top of her bed and reflected on the past few days. She'd only been home a few months but every day there was change.
T he minute she closed her eyes, Hank's face and body came to life before her and covered her. She could feel the weight of him on her bed, the cowboy smells of him, fresh hay, leather, and that manly sweat that reeked from a hard day's work. She even felt the pressure of his kisses and the urgency of his body. Drowning in his love-making she didn't want to wake up.
She sighed heavily as Wendy passed by . "Wow, that must be a good dream…" Wendy chuckled.
Letty woke , reddened and glanced up to see Wendy standing in the doorway.
"What's got you hot and bothered?" Wendy giggled.
"Wouldn't you like to know…?" Letty got up off her bed and straightened it, ignoring the guilty feeling Wendy evoked, after all she was entitled to dream. Still, his insinuation into her life puzzled her. He hadn't done the insinuating, she had. He attracted her without effort.
She wanted to know more about Hank Silver!
Chapter Four
Julie's wedding was held outside on the property, the guest list held 500 names, half from Cade's family and friends, and half from Julie's. Kellie was so excited about being a bridesmaid and walking down the aisle with Aiden, her new friend. Aiden was twelve, a little older, and the first boy Kellie had ever liked that much. He was in her class and Kellie would come home talking about him every day. So he was not only invited for the wedding, but at Kellie's insistence invited to be in the wedding. After all, he'd been to the ranch on numerous occasions already to ride with Kellie.
Kellie was beaming that beautiful morning as she checked on the flowers that covered the beautiful