A Cowboy Christmas Miracle (Burnt Boot, Texas Book 4) - Plot & Excerpts
Since only four or five people had breakfast at the big house on Wild Horse, each person made their own and sat around the old oak table that had been in the family since before the feud started. Tension was so thick that a sharp machete couldn’t have cut through it, but Betsy wasn’t saying a word until she figured out who had already pissed in Naomi’s coffee that morning. “I hear that Quaid Brennan picked you up behind the bar last night. Y’all went to the church, back into the nursery, and spent about fifteen minutes there and then you went back to your truck,” Naomi said in an ice-cold voice. Betsy poured a cup of coffee and carried it to the table. “You heard wrong. I was at the church, but not with Quaid.” “With who, then?” “My college friend Iris. I left the old work truck at the bar and she picked me up.” She was thankful for her imaginary college friend, Iris.
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