Chapter SEVENTEEN-JEZEBEL

While the men were all out readying for the rodeo, which was taking place the following Sunday, I was busy going over the final checklist needed for my Holiday Film Festival.

A newsletter went out to my subscribers, of which there were over a thousand, I was proud to say. And I even printed out a few flyers and had the boys who worked for me, George, Adam, and Steven, hang them in a few local stores and the post office.

The only thing different about all this was I was not freezing my butt off back in my doublewide on the drive in property. Rather, I was sitting comfy and cozy in the makeshift office a couple of the Crew had assembled for me inside of Emmet’s cabin, where apparently, that beast of a man had them deliver all of my worldly possessions without even asking me.

Okay, so I wasn’t mad. Not really. I mean, I loved Emmet, and after this morning, well, I knew he loved me too.