Chapter 14

Mama says, “Everyone in town is asking about you. Where is Gage? What is he doing now?” She looks like my brothers with her flaxen-blonde hair, beautiful blue-pearl-colored eyes, and narrow lips.

Ty says, “You’re a popular guy around these parts.” He looks like something out of a comic strip. The man is oversized, jolly, and opposite the stereotypical features of a rancher.

“All six hundred plus acres, or the whole county?” I ask.

Mama and Ty laugh.

We eat and talk about my trip to New York City and Corey’s business. I leave out the details of flaming gays, heated sex in Corey’s flat, and the goodbye letter I left behind for him to find. In truth, I don’t know how Mama would handle it if she knew who I really was. Some things are better left unsaid.

Mama mentions my cowboy hat. “What happened to it? You’ve had that thing for almost a decade now.”