Chapter 4

I hadn’t meant to upset him, so I tried another tack. “Hey, Roscoe? Tell Danny here how you ended up at this ranch.”

Danny looked up at me, then Roscoe, a little less tense now that the attention was away from him. Good call on my part, it appeared.

“Oh God. I was a train wreck.” Roscoe placed his beer bottle on the table and leaned on his elbows, rubbing his face with his hands.

Ret, who sat on Roscoe’s left, leaned in and pecked his cheek. “It’s okay, honey. We’re here for you, always.”