The broke old farmer bought the dying mare for $200. Then the millionaire arrived with a sheriff-and the horse hid behind the old man like she knew exactly who had hurt her

the barn.”

Wade folded the shop rag slowly. “How much?”

Cal shot him a look. “Don’t insult me this early in the day.”

Wade nodded once, because pushing further would only embarrass them both. “Thank you.”

Cal shifted in his seat but did not drive off. “You see the paper?”

“No.”

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