|Posted on November 11, 2013 at 3:45 PM|
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This week we had a choice of pictures and of course I chose the horse. I'm also writing about the Cowboy that belongs to him
Maverick Creek Part 2
Damn, the snow was sure coming down but thankfully it wasn’t sticking, yet. It made for some slick roads though. If it hadn’t been Cindy that needed his help, Maverick would still be home eating the pot pie his neighbor Joleen brought over. She had her eye on him and usually he ignored her but not when it came to her cooking.
Finally, the one traffic light in Maverick Springs was in sight. It wasn’t much further to the diner. He still wanted to know what she meant by a “friend in need”. Any friend of Cindy’s, after all she did help him keep his ranch afloat a few years back. He repaid her, but he owed her more than he could ever repay.
His truck practically slid into a parking spot in front of the diner. Good thing he’d put on his winter boots before he headed out, he didn’t want to be sliding instead of walking. He opened the diner door, took off his hat and flashed Cindy a warm smile. “Hey, good to see you.”
She came out from behind the counter, her apron practically wrapped around her twice. She was a little bit of a thing, but she took no guff. “Howdy handsome, I see you’ve cut that dark hair of yours. You could have cut it shorter you know.”
He hugged her, and lifted her off her feet. Setting her down, he kissed her weathered cheek. “I like it longer.”
Cindy blushed and lightly slapped his arm. “I’m too old for you to try to sweep me off my feet.” Her brown eyes twinkled.
“I’ll pour you some coffee, go ahead and sit down.” She tilted her head toward the honey blonde at the counter. “This is Anora Garrity. Anora this is Maverick Cole.”
“Garrity? It’s you! I hope this isn’t the favor, Cindy, because I’m going to have to say no.”
Anora’s sky blue eyes widened and her lips formed a thin line. “Have we met? I think I would have remembered you.” Her arms crossed in front of her as she looked him up and down.
“Listen lady, you know very well we haven’t met. I’ve been beating my head against the wall trying to get you arrested.”
“Whoa, Maverick, this little gal is one of the good ones,” Cindy stated.
“Anyone who tries to steal a horse is not is a ‘good one’. She’s a horse thief plain and simple.”
Anora stood up and grabbed the backpack from the stool on the other side of her. “Thanks anyway, Cindy.” She glared at him. “I know I’m not beautiful, in fact I look pitiful but you don’t have to make up a reason not to give me a job. I’m stronger than I look and I’ll be just fine without your help.”
He lightly grabbed her arm as she tried to walk by. “What help was I supposed to give you anyway? Did you need a horse?”
Cindy rounded the counter and stood next to Anora, putting her arm around her small shoulders. “Maverick, you should be ashamed of yourself. Anora is a sweet, kind, girl and I don’t know where you get off making accusations about her!”
He let go of Anora. “Oh hell, don’t get so wound up. Do you or don’t you own a red pick- up?”
She lifted her chin and gazed at him. “No I do not. But-”
“I don’t need your lies lady. The red pick-up was identified as yours. I know for a fact it’s registered to you. How stupid do you think I am?” He reached into his coat pocket and grabbed his cellphone. “I’m turning you in. You might have tricked the sheriff but not me sweetheart.”
Anora curled her hands into tiny fists as though she was ready to take him on. He would have laughed at her stance and glare if it hadn’t been about his horse. “Look, the truck is registered to you. One of my ranch hands, Rocky, saw your truck with a horse trailer hitched to it. Rumble had somehow gotten out of the barn and the gate to the paddock was wide open. What am I supposed to think?”
Cindy shook her head. “I don’t think-”
“It’s fine, Cindy, I have an idea of what happened. Listen, mister, I’m as sorry as can be about what happened to you. Please accept my apology.” Her shoulders slumped as her voice trailed off. She gave Cindy a sad smile and walked out the door.
“Damn it Maverick that little gal has nowhere to go.”
“Seems to me that’s her fault.”
“You are so dang stubborn. Anora is hardly ever allowed out of her house. She probably didn’t even know the truck was registered to her, I’ve never seen her drive it.”
He hadn’t seen Cindy so riled up before. He frowned as he glanced outside, it was snowing harder. “Where’s her husband now?”
Cindy shrugged her left shoulder. “Home I guess. He threw Anora out and she has no one. Her husband is a mean son of a bitch and I don’t know what will happen to her if she tries to go back home.”
His anger slipped away. “I’ll take her out to the ranch for the night, but that doesn’t mean I trust her.”
Cindy stood on her tiptoes and kissed him on his cheek. “You have a good heart.”
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