“You Bought the Wrong Bride,” the Cowgirl Said

“Which is the 23rd of May, which is 29 days from this morning.”

The trouble, once Wyatt Calder laid it out over coffee at the Larkspur Hotel, was not romance at all. It was paper, and paper is often the meaner enemy.

His father, Thaddeus Calder, had built the Anchor Ranch out of 11,000 acres of good grass and 20 years of stubbornness, and had died the continue reading …