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Little Becca played tambourine. Fucking adorable, all those pretty kids on stage together.”
    “She threw up right before she was so nervous then went out there like friggin’ Faith Hill.” Mindy glanced in the back of the yearbook. “Here’s the dedication the school did for her folks. It was so sad. She had to carry Becca at the funeral, poor baby was only four. Not a dry eye watching the four of them. They been strugglin’ ever since.”
    Everyone they asked knew the Brooke Kincaid story and most of the guys knew about the picture. No one thought less of her and they hadn’t heard a nasty word against her. Well, as long as they didn’t count Brad’s new girlfriend. Not even close to Brooke in beauty or personality, she was a spiteful little thing with nothing good to say.
    Travis had gotten to town a couple of hours earlier and was following them in his truck. When Logan glanced off to the right and saw Brooke on horseback, he nearly drove into the ditch. He came to a careful stop and said sincerely, “Decklan. Man, I don’t know if I’m strong enough. Look at her go.”
    She was riding hard across her pasture, bent low over her horse in jeans and a tank top, cowboy hat on her head and her hair streaming out behind her. Top speed and she held to the saddle like she was tied to the horse. They watched her leap a fence and keep going, cutting around hay bales and water troughs.
    Leaping another fence into the main yard of her house, her siblings stood there clapping. Reaching down, she grabbed the littlest one’s hand and pulled her up behind her then was off again with the little girl laughing, holding Brooke around the waist.
    Logan was in the middle of the road right before the turn to her house and Travis finally honked behind him. Coming out of his daze, he looked at Decklan who appeared just as miserable. “Logan, we gotta be so careful.”
    Nodding, Logan pulled onto the dirt drive and they got out as Brooke jumped back inside the yard and carefully lowered her sister before sliding off the horse to the ground.
    There was amusement in her voice as she greeted them, “Hey, guys. I didn’t know y’all were coming today.” She glanced at her appearance with a grimace. “I’m gross and we all smell like hay and horses.” Taking off her hat, she ran her fingers through her hair and used her hands to get some of the dust off her clothes.
    Decklan grinned, “I think you forget we grew up just like you, Brooke. Hauling hay and working cattle, raising Tyson chickens. Don’t you worry, honey.” Turning to her younger brother, he held out his hand, “You must be Jackson. Decklan Bradshaw.” All three of her younger siblings had their mouths open and robotically shook the twin’s hands. “We hear y’all play, too?” They nodded their heads but didn’t say a word and the brothers had to laugh.
    “Jackson, Molly, Becca. Please close your mouths and conduct yourselves. Goodness. Y’all wash up and I’ll put Buttercup away. Lunch in thirty, c’mon, hustle.” Brooke led her horse to the barn with the three men following. “So, I hear y’all been asking questions about me around town.” Logan and Decklan looked at her guiltily and she smiled. “No worries, I’m real used to small town life. Believe me.”
    As she unbuckled her saddle and pulled it over the horse’s back, she met their eyes, “So how many times have y’all seen the motel picture and heard the beat-down story?” At the horrified expressions on the Bradshaw’s faces, she smiled, “I’m not surprised, promise. I’m glad you know because it will likely make the rounds if I tour with you. One of those sons o’ bitches will make sure the media gets it. Better you know now. In the spirit of full disclosure, I’ll tell you Brad was my only boyfriend so though my skeleton is a whopper, there aren’t any others.”
    Logan and Decklan were blown away that she’d only had one boyfriend. Just one?
    Travis said, “I tell you what,