“Usually the cacophony of her brothers and Mike and any of the crew who snuck in to be fed by Silvie was enough to wake the dead. She glanced at her nightstand, wondering if she had overslept, but the clock simply blinked back at her, indicating that they’d lost power at some point after she’d fallen asleep last night. She flung the blankets back and jumped from the bed, hurrying to grab her cell phone from the dresser against the wall. If the sun filtering through her window was any indication,... it was after eight, and she needed to get started grooming the horses before the boys arrived this afternoon. She glanced at the phone. How in the world had she managed to sleep until nine? The horses must be starving by now. She rushed through her morning routine, only taking a quick swipe through her tresses with the brush before pulling her hair under a baseball cap and tossing on an old T-shirt with a comfortable pair of jeans. She slid her feet into her worn Ropers, hurrying down the stairs and into the kitchen.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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