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"Oh, no." Frank caught Trace's hand in his. "He goes with me. It isn't
every day a boy gets three sisters."

The doctor started to explain the rules, then caught himself. "Are you
as stubborn as your wife, Mr. O'Hurley?"

He poked his slight chest out. "She took lessons from me."

"Come this way."

He saw them first through the glass walls of the nursery, three tiny
forms lying in incubators. Two slept, while the other wailed in
annoyance. "She's letting the world know she's here. Those are your
sisters, Trace."

Awake now, and critical, Trace studied them. "Pretty scrawny."

"So were you, little baboon." The tears came. He was too Irish to be
ashamed of them. "I'll do my best for you. For each and every one of
you." He placed a hand on the glass and hoped it would be enough
somehow.

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Chapter One
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It wasn't going to be an ordinary day. Now that the decision had been
made, it would be a long time before things settled down to the merely
ordinary again. She could only hope she was doing the right thing.

In the quiet, animal scented air of the barn, Abby saddled her horse.
Maybe it was wrong to steal this time in the middle of the day when
there was still so much to be done, but she needed it. An hour alone,
away from the house, away from obligations, seemed like an enormous
luxury.

Abby hesitated, then shook her head and fastened the cinch. If you were
going to steal, you might as well go for the luxurious. Because it was
something her father might have said, she laughed to herself. Besides,
if Mr. Jorgensen really wanted to buy the foal, he'd call back. The
books needed balancing and the feed bill was overdue. She could deal
with it later. Right now she wanted a fast ride to nowhere.

Two of the barn cats circled, then settled back into the hay as she led
the roan gelding outside. His breath puffed out in a cloud of mist as
she double-checked his cinch. "Let's go, Judd." With the ease of long
experience, she swung herself into the saddle and headed south.