Ten Dorothy was still making phone calls when Carter took Wilson and Cat to the old homestead where he’d grown up. Cat could hear the excitement in Carter’s voice as he drove. She knew he was happy that Wilson was coming home to work the ranch with him, and after what she and Wilson had been through, they were both ready for a change of pace. She couldn’t imagine a better place to raise a family than this. She watched with interest as they drove, listening to Carter point out the special places on the ranch. But it was her first glimpse of the old home place that caught her attention. By the time they’d parked beneath a pair of tall oak trees, she was in love. The house was two-story with a wraparound porch. Some of the shutters were off, others were hanging by one hinge, and it was sadly in need of a paint job, but she saw beyond the age to the structure beneath. “Oh, Wilson. This is beautiful.” “Yeah, it is, isn’t it?” She got out quickly, anxious to look inside.
