Beauty and The Beastly Rancher. Judy Christenberry

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We’re going to make cookies.”

      Julie clapped her hands and smiled. “I like cookies.”

      “I’m glad you do. Come along and I’ll introduce you to Drew.”

      Anna stood there holding her breath, but Julie took Mrs. Crawford’s hand and skipped along beside her. The little boy didn’t seem nearly as pleased about their plans.

      “Don’t worry. They’ll be fine,” Joe whispered in her ear, startling her.

      “Come on. I’ll carry Henry into the house,” he said, grabbing the diaper bag, too.

      When they were back in the truck, heading for town, Joe reminded her of her tension. “Why are you so worried about Julie? She’s well behaved.”

      “She’s just not used to playing with other children.”

      “Why not?”

      “I don’t—I don’t have any friends with little kids.”

      “Your friends don’t believe in marriage and children?”

      “When I moved here, it was after I married Derek. He didn’t run around with married men. So I never met any wives.”

      “I see.”

      “I know she’ll be fine,” she said quietly.

      They reached town and Joe took Anna to his lawyer’s office. After she signed it, the man said he would copy the agreement and mail her copy. Then, much to her relief, they took the two checks to her bank. She still couldn’t believe Joe had made the deposit possible.

      “Thank you again, Joe. This is such a relief.”

      “Good. Oh, my sister and sister-in-law asked us to stop by their store. Do you mind?”

      “Of course not.” How could she object after all he’d done for her?

      When he parked on the main street in front of a big store with the name Oklahoma Chic, she offered to wait in the truck.

      “Heck, no. It’s you they want to meet, not me. Come on. I won’t make you buy anything.”

      She hoped she could stop herself from shopping. It had been so long since she’d even been in a nice store, much less purchased anything.

      When Joe opened the door, cool air conditioning enveloped them. Even though it was only April, Oklahoma warmed up early. There were three ladies in the store, two of them about her age, beautifully dressed, with every hair in place. The other woman was older.

      Anna tucked a strand of hair back, hoping she looked even half as nice as those two. She figured they were Joe’s sister and sister-in-law.

      Joe called to them. “Lindsay, Kelly.”

      “Joe, you came!” The blond rushed across the store to kiss her brother’s cheek, followed by the brunette.

      “Lindsay, Kelly, I want you to meet Anna Pointer. She’s the one Pete and I are renting land from.”

      Both ladies smiled, and Kelly offered a hand.

      “Come in, Anna. Welcome.”

      “Thank you,” Anna said, feeling awkward. She’d avoided social situations for so long, she’d almost forgotten how to act. “Your store is lovely.”

      “Well, it’s a lot bigger than when we first started,” Kelly said.

      “That’s because we’ve added children’s clothes,” Lindsay said with a chuckle. “That way we can buy our kids’ clothes at wholesale.”

      Anna smiled. “That’s a good thing, since they go through them so quickly.”

      Lindsay nodded and added, “We do consignment here, too. That way you can buy good secondhand clothes at a reduced rate. It saves a lot of money.” She led the way to the area where the children’s clothes were displayed.

      “Some of these clothes come in looking like they’ve never been worn. I can assure you they’re not Drew’s,” Kelly said with a laugh. “I told him to be a gentleman today.”

      Anna frowned. “Julie’s not used to playing with other children.”

      Kelly patted her arm. “Don’t worry. I talked to Mother Crawford half an hour ago. They’re getting along wonderfully well. She’s just now putting them down for a nap, so she said don’t come back for two hours. We thought maybe you’d join us for lunch.”

      Anna was startled by Mrs. Crawford’s message. “I—I couldn’t leave them that long.”

      Lindsay asked, “Doesn’t Julie take a nap every day?”

      “Well, yes, of course, but…”

      Joe stepped forward. “Anna, if Mom said don’t come back for two hours, I’m not brave enough to take you back any sooner. Let’s go have lunch.”

      “We’ll just go to the pizza place across the street,” Lindsay said.

      “But can you leave the store?”

      “Oh, we didn’t introduce you to Mrs. Carter. She’s our manager, and she lives upstairs.”

      After they performed the introductions, they headed across the street, leaving Mrs. Carter in charge of the store.

      Anna couldn’t believe what was happening. Her genie had worked another miracle. She hadn’t been out to eat with anyone since her marriage. And not anywhere without the kids. One day with Joe, and here she was.

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