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I take a step closer “We were best friends We were in love And then you just … cut iveuntil I get some answers”

“Then you better find so to be here a while” Wyatt finishes pouring the last of the oil before wiping his hands and sla the hood

By the tion the seat of a nearby tractor I’s and I have no doubt I look ridiculous, but I’m not here to impress him

A flicker of an a colimpse of the old Wyatt

“I wasn’t serious,” he said

“I a myself into the driver’s seat “I’ll drive it down the ramps for you”

He stands in awe for a second, impressed or shocked perhaps, and then he waves his hands as if to tell me to “have at it”

Jaine and shift into reverse I haven’t driven afeels faine as it shakes the gear shifter, the scratchy feel of the seats beneath me

Easing ht foot off the brake, I bite ine in the next three seconds

Wyatt’s watchful gaze weighs a thousand pounds right now, but he ain, it feels like old times

A few seconds later, I’ve ine I shift into park, set the e-brake, and cli deal

Raking his hand along his jaw, he hides a sot it”

Brushing iinary dust from my shoulders, I shoot him a quick, “That’s because I never lost it”

“Hop in We’re checking the north fence lines today,” he says,my feeble attempt to banter with him