Liz was having lunch in San Antonio on the Riverwalk with Katie Halliday, her friend Reece Halliday’s wife. Reece had been one of the first ranchers to welcome her into the community when she first came to the Lucky L. She knew her acceptance as the new owner of the facility was due in large part to his efforts. Especially after two of the longtime employees had actually tried to break the will. They were gone, she was still there. And over the past year, she and Katie had become close. Liz loved the ambience of the Riverwalk, a complete change from her daily work surroundings. Restaurants and shops lined the stone pathways on either side of the very narrow San Antonio River. Throngs of people, both locals and tourists, strolled along, and the signature river barges floated up and down filled with sightseers. It was a casual, colorful, relaxed environment. Katie laughed. “Come on. It can’t be that bad.” Liz took a swallow of her frozen margarita and made a face. “Worse. Lordy, Katie, you just don’t know what it’s like always having to act like ‘one of the boys’ only more so.
