I am happily married, living in Texas. I am familiar with the ranch life, mostly horses. I am retiring from a long nursing career.
1 Latasha stepped up into the prison van. Her hands were shackled in front of her as she had had them done before. Only now, she was going to prison. She sat down and looked around. Other than the driver, there was only her and two guards. Two fat, old, white men. She thought if she were to be in a race against them, they would never catch up to her. But she was shackled, and they had guns. Now wasn't the time for flight.
Diamonds in the Pond
The elderly woman was looking out the kitchen window, again. "Look at my diamonds in the pond!" She exclaimed. "Mom, come to the table. Breakfast is ready." Brenda was tired already this morning. Her mother didn't help, especially when she stood at the window. Her mom often did what she wanted, not what anyone else needed. Who could blame her? Dementia made people do and say odd things. She had a lot to do today, and waiting for her mom wasn't getting anything done.
Daryl tugged at his safety vest. He usually made sure it was on right, although he sometimes ignored the little details in securing his equipment. So rarely did the clowns get in the way. Once a bull was done bucking, he knew where the exit chute was.