Texas Twister by Dee Ellis EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
- Author: Dee Ellis
- Language: English
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Sunrises always beat a sunset. I won’t accept arguments.
Gazing up at the pink and orange skies flooding the skies overhead, I
am reminded again of how lucky I am to be here. Not just on earth, though,
that has everything to do with luck. To be here, in Fellow Falls, on a
beautiful ranch beneath the Texas skies, I am a lucky man.
This time last year I did not care about sunsets. Or the sounds of the
river flowing beyond the pastures. I never cared about the animals
wandering through the fields or the smell of a fire burning at the house. All
I cared about was gold. Winning. Being adored and acclaimed for my
Last year I was on top of my game and my small rodeo world, winning
belt after belt. It meant lots of prize money, lots of women, and lots of
injuries. My body took a beating, but that is not what landed me here. When
my spirit was broken, when I stopped caring about winning, it was time to
Rodeo had been my entire life. Since I was just a kid, watching my
daddy ride and rope, I knew it was what I wanted to do. Hearing the roars
of the crowd and seeing the wild horses tamed was exhilarating. I loved
watching my father rope. He was the best there ever was in my eyes, and I
wanted to be just like him.
Being like my father meant partying hard, drinking too much, sleeping
with women I barely knew, and living life on the road. I had no one to call
when I felt alone, no one to come home to, no one to celebrate with or
mourn a loss with. My father passed while I was on the road. I missed
saying goodbye by a few hours, something I will never forgive myself for.
When I went back on the road, the luster was gone. The gold no longer
glimmered. I stopped caring about the folks in the stands and the big tittied
women handing me a check when I won. Injuries hurt more when I felt so
empty inside. My father had let himself rot being out on the road, and I was
damned sure not going to do the same.
“Morning, pretty boy,” a gruff voice calls, making me smirk because
he always ruins my introspective moments.
Turning, I lift a finger to flip off my best friend, Beau Dumont. Well,
now, I call him my best friend. It was not too long ago I considered him my
biggest competition on the rodeo circuit. I was wrong when I called my
daddy the best there ever was on a bronco. Beau is truly the best I have ever
seen. Not that I would ever tell him that.
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