When she heard the crunch of gravel in the drive, she came out of the barn. It’s far too early for him to be back. But the vehicle in the yard wasn’t her truck. It was David’s car. She felt her heart drop, then start beating in a fluttery way that made her vaguely dizzy. He got out of the car, looking up at the house, hesitating briefly before walking up the porch to the front door. Ann had the irrational thought that if she stayed in the barn, he’d just go away. But she knew that wouldn’t work. With a sigh, she stepped out of the shadows of the barn door. “David. What do you want?” She heard the hesitation in her voice. She’d been married to David for almost five years; good years, she thought, but he’d decided that her dreams were no longer his, this was not the life for him, and apparently she was not the woman he wanted in his life. He’d left, just over a year ago, leaving her with a ranch and no help. Not long after he was gone, she’d gotten a fat envelope from an attorney in town.
