Chapter 12 Boots and Bitching Podcast

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Y’all, I promise to get back to the situation with the geese down at the living nativity… but that episode will have to wait. I’ve got an update for you straight from Kingridge, and it’s hotter than and it’s hotter than Santa’s thighs in a Texas chimney.

Pour yourself something strong and don’t cancel me yet, because today I’m reporting a happily ever after.

You know how I said this story usually ends one of two ways? Someone fights for what they want, or they both spend the rest of their lives wondering what could have been.

Turns out, Eliza Kingridge is a fighter. Y’all, we should’ve known. As they say, you can take the girl out of Texas, but you can’t take the Kingridge out of the girl.

Multiple sources… and by multiple, I mean basically everyone within eyeshot of the Kingridge Ranch parking lot this morning, spotted our California girl having a full breakdown next to her rental car. Tears. Mascara everywhere. The whole dramatic production. I hadn’t pegged her for the type.

And then Little Lucy Reed came running out in her pajamas. She got real close and said something that made Eliza cry even harder. The next thing anyone knew, Walker was on his porch looking like he’d been hit by a tractor.

It wasn’t no Ford F-350 loaded down with feed bags. It was the good kind of truck. Maybe one filled with a delivery of everything you’ve ever wanted. They kissed right there in the parking lot. In front of God and everybody else. Lucy was cheering loud enough to wake the cattle.

The woman who makes her living tearing apart marriages just chose a man who’s spent ten years proving that love means staying. It all happened right there on her daddy’s ranch. I don’t know about y’all, but I’ve got goosebumps.

Christmas is three days away. The Kingridge family is gathering, and something tells me this is going to be a holiday to remember. Merry almost-Christmas, Sagebrush Creek. May your holidays be warm, your hearts be full, and your love stories have happy endings.

Lord knows this one did.

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