Hell, I don’t know what I want. If I can make ’em happy by keeping my dumb ass alive, so be it. Giving up the rodeo hurt. But not as much as losing what I was foolish enough to think I had. Fallon. She and I belonged on the rodeo together. When she left, it made my decision to take the job easier. It gave my brain somewhere to focus besides the past. I have a reason to get up every morning and go on. Even if it’s the last fucking thing I feel like doing.
