“You’re a good father, Buck,” she stated emphatically. “Anyone who sees you with the boy can tell that.”
“He doesn’t think so,” Buck muttered. “And I’m not so sure of that myself. He’s got so much anger built up inside of him. I think he might just explode some day.”
“Maybe I can help with that,” Ellie offered. “My ranch is called therapeutic for a reason.”
Buck lifted an eyebrow. “It’s kind of you to offer, Ellie,” he said, running a hand down his face, “but we aren’t going to be in town that long.”
Ellie nodded, but inside, she knew otherwise. Buck didn’t know it yet, but he was going to stay. She had to make him stay, or everything she’d worked for her whole life would go up in smoke.
The ranch. Her ministry.
Everything.
And she wasn’t about to let that happen.
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