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The Cowboy's Faith. Danica Favorite
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isbn 9781474096751
Автор произведения Danica Favorite
Серия Mills & Boon Love Inspired
Издательство HarperCollins
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Sending love to you and yours,
Danica Favorite
Trust in the Lord with all thine heart;
and lean not unto thine own understanding.
In all thy ways acknowledge him,
and he shall direct thy paths.
—Proverbs 3:5–6
For George Funk, thanks for all of your friendship and support with our horses. I appreciate how you always answer our questions, both about our horses, and for my books. And thanks for always looking for my books to give to Julie. Our family is blessed to have your family in our lives.
And for all the inmates, trainers and staff at the Wild Horse Inmate Program in Cañon City as well as those at the Wyoming Honor Farm. We are so thankful for the incredible animals we have, thanks to the training our horses got from you. I pray your time with the horses has blessed you as it has blessed us.
Contents
Note to Readers
The foolish woman was going to get herself killed.
Fernando Montoya parked his truck and jumped out, then ran to the arena where Nicole Bell was working a bay mare. Clearly green, the mare looked terrified. Like she had no idea what was happening to her. Based on Nicole’s jerky movements, Fernando had to agree with the mare. Nicole seemed to be clueless as to what she was doing.
As he got closer, he slowed his pace, knowing that his panic would scare the horse even more. He forced himself to calm his breathing as he drew near.
“Hi, Nicole.”
He spoke quietly, softly, but Nicole spun as if he’d shouted.
“What are you doing here?” she asked.
He’d just wanted to make sure Nicole was okay.
Columbine Springs was barely twenty minutes out of his way—a short stopover on his way from Denver to southern Colorado to a new job with his uncle’s construction company. It would be another two hours to his destination, but it was worth it to take the detour. The tiny ranching town with its fertile grassland surrounded by mountains had little to recommend it, other than a faded-out sign for an ice-cream place that promised the best cones in the Rockies. No reason to stop, other than the fact that this run-down ranch just off the highway was where Nicole and her two sisters now lived.
He wouldn’t stay long, just long enough to reassure himself that Nicole’s excuses of being too busy with her new ranch to talk