The Road Home

Part 8

"Your worlds not falling apart, it's falling into place.  I'm on the throne stop holding on, and just be held.  Just be held."  -Casting Crowns, Just be held

"Bitterness keeps you from flying.  Always stay humble and kind."  -Tim McGraw,  Humble and Kind

PICTURE ON TOP/SIDE IS Baylor

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The three of us sit quietly at breakfast only making occasional conversation.  Once I finish I excuse my self grabbing the empty plates; and head to the sink.  Logan stands up and comes after me.  "Hey...Look sorry I've kinda been ignoring you. Can I talk ta ya today?  I'm not sure I like this awkward not talkin' thing."

"See ya guys in a bit I gotta go pick up some of the special food for the Prince an Pirate." (that was the names for the little twins right?) Owen says as he walks over to wash his hands before leaving.  I glance in his direction watching him leave.

"Baylor! Hey you good?  You sure you don't like him?  Sure seems like it sometimes."  Logan says smirking at me.  I flick my towel at him fake scowling.

"First off, sure we can talk.  We still got work to do but we can multi-task.  An I neve' said I didn't like 'im I just said we ain't together; that he's my friend."  I say, "I ain't sayin' I do or don't like him. That conversation isn't gonna happen."  I turn and head for the door stopping to slide on a pair of boots.  "Now come on we gotta let some grouchy horses out to run."    Stepping out onto the porch I look at the sky to try and see if it's gonna rain.  It had been raining off and on the past few days.  But today, the sky looks clear.  I step off the porch and walk into the barn and start lead the rescues out; Logan leading all of others, except Nutty, out to their pastures.  Once all the horses are out I toss a rope over Nutter Butters neck and lead him out.  Logan comes to a stop next to the fence of the pasture.  "What'd ya wanna talk about?"  I ask hopping on the fence next to him watching the horse graze and play around.   When he doesn't respond I poke him with the toe of my boot.  "Logan, you in there?"

"Huh..? Oh yeah.  I just wanted to say I'm sorry.  Sorry  for ignorin' ya and layin that on you.  It is better than it was I can say that much.  It just sucks that I keep havin' dreams about it."  He sighs leaning forward to rest his arms on his knees.

"I get that.  I'm sorry I can't help very well.  But I get the dreams thing.  I still have nightmares about the crash and my brothers diein'.  So I get it, and yeah it sucks to have it keep popping up but it does get better.  I ain't gonna say it sucks anymore or any less but yeah...."  I respond trailing off.  I think back to a week or so ago when that fatefull night replayed through my head as I slept, causing me to jerk awake and be up the rest of the night.  He turns to look at me and offers a half smile.

"Thanks B,"  He says before looking at his phone, "Owen says he wanted icecream so he'll be later.  Then he told me not to tell you that.  But I kinda wanna see 'im get his butt kicked.  By you.  All five foot four of you."  He chuckles to himself as I glare at him. Jerk.

"Here let me see the phone."  I say coming up with what I should say.

"Is that a good idea?  I said him get his butt kicked by you, not me when he tries to come after me for tellin'.  We both know how well that'd go."  

"Just give me the phone already.  Don't worry I wont let him get you.  He's so scary you know."  He passes me the phone mumbling under his breath.  Opening to the text log.  

O:Hey no telling boss lady but I need an icecream fix.  I'll be later come up with some cool reason.

L:Sure thats a good plan?

O:Why not?  She'll believe you.  

P as L: Get your lazy butt back here cowboy unless ya wanna sleep outside and get no carrots for Maya. She'd never like you again.

O:Damn he told you!? Don't take the carrots or my sweet warm bed! I'm comin' I promise I'll even bring ya rasberry sorbet with chocolate chips

P as L: Dont tryin' bribe me mister

I pass  the phone back to Logan, shaking my head.  He'd be tied around that horses pretty little finger if she had one.  Huh maybe he's wrapped around her pretty little mane?  Logan puts his phone back in his pocket before walking back to the barn to probably check Pirate and Prince as they stay in the inside arena so we can watch them better and help feed them.

A few minutes later Owens truck pull up with feed bags in the back, and hops out.  True to his text he brought me ice cream.  "Only this once you jerk.  Only can you get away with this and bribe me." I say as I take the spoon and start at my sorbet.

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Sorry it's short :( I was hoping for more but it didn't happen, and I have a plan for the either the next or 2 from now chapters.  There maybe a surprise who knows......

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