I heard my mother tell Noah. “He needs a boot in his ass, I tell ya. And I just may do it if someone don’t pull him out of his slump.” Everything she said was true. I had been moody and distant. Four days without the woman you love does that to a man. But I couldn’t help but smile to see my ma’s badass, spitfire attitude returning for the first time since my father passed. It was actually kind of nice to hear her being ornery once again. Noah entered the barn chuckling, and I kept my back to him as I continued to spread feed in the stalls. “Jack, you are about to suffer Momma’s wrath. She is gunning for you.” I looked over my shoulder as he lifted the second shovel and began spreading feed at the opposite end. “The fire is good for her. Keeps her blood pumping,” I said. “Speaking of blood pumping…” When he paused, I knew he was about to stir some shit.
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