Total pages in book: 142
Estimated words: 136507 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 683(@200wpm)___ 546(@250wpm)___ 455(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 136507 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 683(@200wpm)___ 546(@250wpm)___ 455(@300wpm)
“No! She doesn’t like him like that.”
“You sure?” Logan hauls himself up into the saddle. “’Cause remember, I had no idea I liked you like that.”
“She’s a lot smarter than you were.”
Logan chuckles. “She is that.”
We begin the ride back at a slow walk.
“Plus, she’s still talking to Drew. A lot. He’s trying to convince her to check out the university campus in Calgary.”
The humor falls off Logan’s face just as quick. “She’s not going all the way to fucking Alberta for school because of a boy.”
“You and Dillon agree on something.” Because that’s exactly what he said when she floated the idea of flying out west this fall.
Logan’s sound of disgust at the idea that they share a thought makes me laugh. But it also makes my heart swell. Isla and Logan’s bond is subtle but tight, their quiet connection endearing. Sometimes I enjoy sitting back and listening to her ask questions and Logan answering. For a man who often spares few words for anyone, he never runs out of them for her.
“Oh shit, you know what I forgot?” Logan says suddenly.
“What?” I look back over my shoulder at the tractor sitting there.
He grins. “Nothing. See you back home.” Shadow takes off, shifting quickly from canter to gallop, the boy from my earliest childhood memories racing ahead.
I send Flapjack after him, my laughter following us across the wide-open expanse of land that holds so many memories and a future I didn’t dare hope for.
Sometimes I still wonder if I’m living in a dream.
If I am, I pray I never wake up.