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I found so room coffee table A and posing in front of so a baby bu in front of a saddled palo over his forehead beneath his Stetson hat

He was always harder on Wyatt than the other boys, which I never quite understood given the fact that Wyatt literally saved his life But I’d always catch hirinding his self-esteeot

Wyatt tended to ignore it, et after Ambrose But I never heard him talk to any of the other boys that way, not even close Hart was the firstborn golden child who could do no wrong Tripp kne to stay out of the way And Cash was the baby of the fa free entertainment

“Your ht when I couldn’t sleep, I googled his father’s obituary, but given that the funeral home at the time didn’t have a website, I could only find it in some archived newspaper system from the library a fens over I paid the ten dollars to access it online, and I sat straight up in bed when I realized Ambrose died around the same time Wyatt went radio silent on me

Hearound the farether, co his Mama Maybe that’s why he backed off? Perhaps he was so busy being the Buchanan glue that he didn’t have the tiy to listen to ht about howwith real problems

Still, as my best friend and my “person,” I’d have expected him to at least tell me his father passed

Wyatt turns into a field entrance, cliate before returning and driving us into an e with the radio until we get to the farthest fence line I used to help him look for downed fence posts and broken fence lines all the tiether, but I was always happy just to be with him

“Right there” I point ahead to a section of slacking barbed wire

He crawls to a stop, shifts into park, and hops out to grab a fence stretcher and work gloves from the back of his truck

I watch hi down overhead and his ainst his plaid button down as his jean-covered knees dig into the earth For a et dirty

By the tih, Wyatt has repaired a total of four fence sections, two posts, and a gate We head back to the house for lunch, where Renata is nothing shy of pleased as punch about my presence Wyatt eats in silence as she and I do a little , and when it’s all over, I realize he hasn’t said ht up his daddy’s death

“Would you twoup hay out west today,” Renata says e’re through Popping up froe and pulls out three coolers and a gallon of iced tea

“I was actually just about to take off” I give her an apologetic frown “My father and I have a walking date every afternoon—doctor’s orders”

Wyatt’s observant gaze flicks to me and as per usual, he doesn’t say a word

“Wyatt, I’ll be back saht shoulder as I pass his side of the table “We can pick up where we left off …”

His lips press fir

“Oh, don’t let rabs the blue cera didn’t last but three whole seconds after you left last night”

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“Here, I’ll walk you out” Renata places her hand on the s me out the front door

We stop outside lances back at the house as if to make sure we’re alone