Roxy POV
After the shock of meeting the town's known pain in the place you sit on and having her follow me around to give in all the gossip she could possibly think of that would hurt someone. That girl can talk and has this pitch that leaves you with a headache. I thought the voice would change when she got older, and it did; it got worse.
I am more than happy to be headed back home and rest from my brain overload.
Home.
That had a nice ring to it.
Home.
Where was a place that I could call home, not just a house where I could rest my body at the end of each day?
It's funny that I think of the ranch as home. Over the years, it has been more home than where I grew up. I spent more happy hours there than in the house I consider home. It was where my mum and dad would send me each
