Margaret had arrived and thrown everyone into a snit, as she usually did. Damn woman knew just how to stir the pot and she did a good job. Made Hannah think they were supposed to be married. That was so far from the truth, it was laughable. Oh, maybe when he was fifteen, he’d followed her around. But he learned his lesson when she humiliated him in front of her family at a barbecue. Matt might have dreamed about her ten years ago, but now she’d turned into something more like a nightmare. Jeb was good folk and Matt liked him a lot. The rest of the Stinsons were more like snakes in the grass, eager to show everyone just how much they had. Margaret was a product of her mother’s demanding nature and her father’s pride. Jeb was somehow different from the rest. If he hadn’t looked exactly like his sister, Matt would have guessed he’d been adopted. Shaking off his thoughts of the Stinsons, he concentrated instead on Hannah’s childish wonder at the horse she rode. He could see she had some amount of skill but wasn’t at all confident in her abilities.
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