41. Chapter Forty-one
Chapter Forty-one
Blue
“You have got to be fucking kidding me.” I stare at the case log on my desk. “I can’t go to Billings,” I groan.
My boss leans over his desk.
Not sure how he manages with the gut he boasts.
“Big Hereford show and auction. Then a rodeo. Pack a bag, Pierce.” He waves his arm that somehow doesn’t burst the seams of his skin tight shirt.
“Don’t they have an agent on the east side? I know they do.” I’ve worked with him in the past.
“Unavailable. What’s the matter? You used to love those long trips.” My boss squints over his thick cheeks.
“That was before I was married.” Now I don’t want to leave Libby.
“That was your mistake, not mine, Pierce,” he grunts, then turns his monitor to block my view.
Guess that conversation is done.
Maybe I should just quit?
Wow, that’s a crazy thought.
I’ve never once considered it before today .
My wife does that to me. She’s a wild ambrosia that pulls me into her sweet embrace.
I could get lost there.
As long as nothing big happens on the farm, the possibility of quitting and working with her full time is a very real option.
Nothing can move quickly on a time. Scaling takes months, if not years to grow in a way that stays profitable.
I have years.
But it doesn’t mean I want to be away from her. It’s the entire reason we decided to marry so early, so we wouldn’t have to spend another night alone.
Bitching under my breath, I grab my new schedule and head outside.
My priorities have changed. My family comes first.
It might be time to make some really tough decisions.
When my phone dings with a text, it reminds me of what I have waiting for me.
Yet when I glance at it, what comes through isn’t what I expected at all.