The Rancher's Heir

He leaned toward his dad. “If there is anything I can do to make life easier, you tell me. Would you mind if I go to one of your doctor’s appointments with you? I’d like to meet and talk to your doctor.”

“I knew you would,” his dad said. “Look on my desk. I wrote the names and numbers of all the docs I’ve seen. Feel free to call and talk to them. I told them you probably would when you came home. Also, you can look at my calendar on the desk and see my appointments. I’d be happy for you to go along.”

“Thanks,” Noah said, getting up to walk to his dad’s desk.

“Are you seeing Camilla now?”

“No, sir, that’s over. It was over before I enlisted.”

“Sorry, son. She seemed nice and we’ve missed seeing her, but some things just don’t work out. We were saddened over Thane and we’re both glad you’re home. You’ve served and Mother needs you. We’re both going to need you this year.”

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