by June Faver
Dixie slowed the vehicle and turned in at the farm-to-market road leading to the ranch house. Seeing the house brought the ache of tears back to her throat. She swallowed hard, remembering how happy this view had made her as a child. Riding the bus after school, she always felt a little tug of joy when first sighting her home. Her mother would be inside waiting for her with a hug. There would be a snack spread out on the kitchen table to fortify Dixie for homework. And her mom always asked her about her day, who she had played with, and what her teacher had to say. Those early mother-daughter after-school chats had bonded them, making her mom the person Dixie could pour her heart out to. Whenever she had needed her mom, she was always there for her.
But now, her mom remained in the city, unwilling to attend the funeral of the man she had been married to since she’d been a teenager herself.
When her mother had first taken her to Dallas, she thought it would be a temporary arrangement, but her mother purchased a condo and settled in.
At first, Dixie kept expecting to hear from Beau, or at least from her dad, but apparently he had no use for her either.
Her mother filed for divorce a few months later, she said because her husband had disowned Dixie. Being abandoned by her father had left a huge void in her life. Where was the man who had treated her like a princess when she was young, who had attended her basketball games and track events, who had applauded when the calf she raised got a ribbon at the county fair?
Dixie choked back tears as she pulled into the drive leading to the house. Her father had planted pecan trees along the driveway when Dixie was a child. Now they had grown to be tall and seemed to be covered with clusters of green pecans in shells. Soon they would be ready for harvest, but Dixie was certain she would be back in Dallas by that time. After all, she had her business, and as the sole owner, she had to be present to make sure it was running right.
She pulled up close to the house and turned off the motor. Who am I kidding? I can run everything online. Her craft store was more of a hobby than an actual business, but she did turn a profit and had regular customers. Promoting it and filling orders via computer took up very little time but provided a healthy payday.
She got out and slammed the door with a vengeance. Truth was, she couldn’t wait to get back home to Dallas, where everything she held dear was waiting for her.
When to Call a Cowboy
On sale April 2019
About the Author
June Faver loves Texas, from the Gulf coast to the panhandle, from the Mexican border to the Piney Woods. Her novels embrace the heart and soul of the state and the larger-than-life Texans who romp across her pages. A former teacher and healthcare professional, she lives and writes in the Texas Hill Country.
Also by June Faver
DARK HORSE COWBOYS
Do or Die Cowboy
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