Casey
Copyright© 2025 by A Bad Attitude
Chapter 4
After Christie left for the meeting with her mother, I cleaned up and walked over to the cafeteria to have lunch. I sat down at a table with a couple of the cowboys who work at the dairy.
“We saw you ride off with Christie. Don’t get any ideas about that girl. She’s the daughter of one of the owners here. Her grandfather owns a big hotel in the capital, a couple of apartment complexes, and resorts on the beach. She’s been in the states the last few years going to some fancy college. I imagine her family has promised her to some son of another wealthy family. That’s how rich people stay rich, marrying into money. Any way as I remember her, she is kind of a bitch, a know it all type of person. She was always telling us how to handle the horses...”
The other cowboy interrupted him.
“She is a fucking witch, is what she is. I’ve worked here longer than you and I’ve seen it with my own eyes. She knows things. Fucking witch like things. I try to steer clear of her. I don’t want her putting the evil eye on me.”
I just grinned and we started talking about them moving a herd of young dairy heifers into the corrals to be bred. The remainder of the day was somewhat normal. It was that night the dreams started. They were of Christie and I in bed together making love!
I tried not to think about her the next day as I worked with the horses, but it was hard to get her out of my mind. I kept telling myself the cowboy was right. Christie was way out of my league and probably betrothed to some rich guy with a college degree. Her family would never accept me, an un-educated cowboy. Two days later she was in the barn saddling Diabla.
“Casey, saddle yourself a horse and let’s go for a ride. We need to talk.”
We saddled our horses in silence, mounted and rode up the road beside the lake. We talked as we rode along.
“Two years ago we bought a big piece of land from the government. It borders the ranch on our west side. We bought it to keep some big international company from buying it and starting a strip mining operation or clear cutting the timber. Either of those could pollute the rivers that feed the lake. Our idea when we bought it was to make it a park, like one of the national parks in the states. We’ve talked about building a small hotel there and running tours. The problem is it is not accessible by road. The only way to get there is by air or horse. My mother and father have flown over it a number of times but no one from the family has ever set foot on the place. My father wants you to accompany me while I check out a few places he thinks we might be able to land a plane and build a hotel. He has marked them on a map.”
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