Chapter 23

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Jessica's POV

Date: 12/22/15

Location: The Clinton Anderson Ranch

Time: 5:23 P.M.

I just put Moon in his stall and am now walking back to the house. It's a long walk but I enjoy the scenery.

I didn't see Clinton come home, but I assume he is because it's been about two hours, just to go to town. He's going to be out of town next month because of a tour he will be doing. He usually doesn't tour in the winter but he decided on doing a short two week tour around the western United States.

As I make my way home, I pet every horse I walk by. I say "Hi, how are you?" To the workers here. In the middle of walking home a dog comes by and taps my hand with his nose. My hand is now wet and slobbery, but I don't mind.

"Hi." I kneel down next to the excited border colley that lays on the ground wanting belly rubs.

"Oh, is that what you want?" I begin to rub his belly, since he seems to be enjoying it.

"I need to go now." I say cuffing my hands around his face, and petting his head one last time.

I stand up, and resume walking back to the house. I'm about 100 feet from the house, and have visibility of the front of it. Clinton's truck is parked in the middle of the driveway.

I stoped in my tracks and look in the kitchen window astonished by what I see. I see Clinton talking to some girl, around his age. She's pretty, with brunette hair. She's thin, and seems to be enjoying Clinton's sweet personality. She's laughing at everything he says and begins hugging him, as if she was flirting with him.

I feel heart broken. I can physically feel my heart break in my chest as I see Clinton "flirting" with this girl. He didn't act the same way as if he were talking to one of the ladies that work here.

I hadn't told anyone, but I found a job and an apartment that was available for me if I'd like, but I was avoiding that conversation with Clinton, because I didn't want to leave.

If he is planning on getting together with someone, I'm going to move out, there wouldn't be any other reason for me to stay any longer if he did that.

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