So you’re going to go to Dutton Ranch or wherever the hell it is, and you are going to kick all their hillbilly asses.” I cross my arms and shift over to prop a hip against the counter and face her. “Is that so?” “Yeah, that is so. Because you can wipe the floor with them. And you want it bad enough to make it happen. And I don’t want to tell Vivi someday that her dad gave up on his dreams because her mom became terribly needy and codependent.”
