Vincent POV
The smell of cooking bacon brought Grandma to the kitchen.
'Making Roxy some breakfast?' She asked when she saw what I was making.
'Yep,' I answered, looking over my shoulder at her. She pulled out a basket from the cupboard, placed serviettes in it, and then started to make the thermos, which was ready to make coffee.
'This is nice. Are you going back in time for the vet's visit?' The vet was coming in a few hours, and we were gearing up for the next rodeo.
It looks like my brother is on his way to winning this year, and I am proud of him. He had a private ceremony here at the ranch for him and his partner, Thommo. I am not sure what you would call him—a husband or a wife. I call them partners and leave that side of it to others. I don't really need to clarify that side
