“While you’re here, need to talk to you ’bout something,” Charlie says. His tone is serious, which means it’s about the ranch. “The land you’re livin’ on…we need it.” The left-field announcement has me gaping. “You serious?” Davis passes the whiskey bottle down the table. “It makes no financial sense to let that land sit.” “So that means, what?” I glare around the table, pissed off about this sudden revelation. Pissed off they’ve all discussed this without me. Fucking figures. They’ve always left me out of big conversations. And I’ve always hated it. Ford smirks. “You’re gonna move, kid. End
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