Laura called out. I stopped inside the barn door. “What?” “You got some mail.” She waved an envelope back and forth. I walked toward her carefully as if I expected it to blow up. “Who sent me something?” Laura laughed. “How would I know? I’m nosy, but not so nosy that I’d open your letter.” She nodded toward the door. “You come by to take one of the horses out? Dallas was out earlier, but Star could use a run.” “I came in to condition my saddle. I started to clean it the other day, but didn’t finish.” Laura frowned. “Did one of the grooms not do a good job?” I shook my head. The last thing I needed was to get someone in trouble. “No, I just felt like giving it a good clean.” She nodded. Laura understood I needed a project. Laura passed me the envelope. I saw my name on the front.
