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I was married but was not happy. I had divorced my previous husband to marry again, both of whom I will call Bob, as they both had the same first name, and both were 30 years older than me. Go figure. I still haven't figured out why. Both of them treated me like crap. Both of them I divorced, and both are now deceased. But that's not part of this story. I'd started piecing together that Bob 2 had lied about ninety-nine pe...

Chapter 8 I was exhausted after the trip to Crescent Point. It was fortunate that both Mom and Liv were also tired and a bit tender for a day or two, because it gave me a chance to rest and focus on my responsibilities with the ranch. Of course, the first order of business was to call Uncle Rob and let him know about the freshly killed cow, and then notify the authorities. The Sheriff came out to look at the site, as did...