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50 DANCING IN THE MOONLIGHT
His mind raced through possibilities—everything
from seeing if Wade would loan one of the Cold Creek
ranch hands to going down to the feed store himself to
see if he might be able to shake any potential ranch
managers out of the woodwork.
He knew she wouldn’t be crazy about either of those
options but he had to do something. He couldn’t bear
the idea of her working herself into the ground so soon
after leaving the hospital.
“I can help you.”
While the creek rumbled over the rocks behind her
and the wind danced in her hair, she stared at him for a
full thirty seconds before she burst out laughing.
He decided it was worth being the butt of her amusement
for the sheer wonder of watching her face lose the
grim lines it usually wore.
“Why is that so funny?”
She laughed harder. “If you can’t figure it out, I’m
not about to tell you. Here’s a suggestion for you,
though, Dr. Dalton. Maybe you ought to take five
seconds to think through your grand charitable gestures
before you make them.”
“I don’t need to think it through. I want to help you.”
“And leave the good people of Pine Gulch to drive
to Jackson or Idaho Falls for their medical care so you
can diddle around planting our spring crop of alfalfa?
That should go over well in town.”
“I have evenings and weekends mostly free and an
afternoon or two here and there. I can help you when
I’m not working at the clinic, at least with the major
manual labor around here.”