“The gelding he’d just ridden was eating feed Cody had put out for it. One of Walt’s older 4-H teenagers was holding the gelding’s rope. “I think you just might be ready for the rodeo tomorrow,” Cody said as he walked back to join Clint and Walt. Clint landed on his booted feet. “Come hell or high water, I’ll be there.” “Knew you’d do it.” Walt spit tobacco to the side. “You can’t help yourself.” Clint pushed the brim of his hat up with his finger. “How’s it going with your 4-H k...ids?” “They’re ready.” Walt put his hand on the top rail of the fence. “But I’m getting too old for this.” “You’re too mean to quit.” Clint grinned and Cody laughed. “I’m damned serious.” Walt eyed Clint. “I’m tired, son. And I’d like you to take over for me.” Clint shook his head.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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