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stare at her.
"Who are you?" Ally stared at the cattle, amazed at how big they looked up close. Those horns looked like they could do some major damage. The cattle gazed at Ally while munching on some hay, as if deciding what to do with her. They then reached up and started eating the leaves off the tree in Ally's back yard. "I don't know if you're supposed to do that," she warned. A good question for Caleb, since technically the tree stood on her property. Caleb. Ally tried looking for his house, but couldn't see it from here, being well hidden by the trees. Regretfully, she went inside.
     
     
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"Mission statement," typed Ally sitting at her laptop. "To provide high quality food and exceptional service at reasonable prices." She sighed and thought some more. "I'll let Kat name the company. I don't care what it's called. Okay, then. Services provided; breakfasts, lunches, dinners and parties. Selection of food? Recipes? I don't know what Kat makes." Ally took a yellow sticky and jotted down her question. "Okay next, brochures and business cards. Is there a local company to make some up for us?" Another yellow sticky went on the page. "Where does Kat shop?" Ally stuck yet another yellow sticky on the report. "Equipment? Gas allowance? Help?" Ally sighed. She poured herself a glass of wine and Tank followed her faithfully. She looked at the clock, surprised at the late hour. Ally yawned because of lack of sleep due to that damned rooster. He better not do that crow thing again. She needed her sleep, because of her modeling contract. No dark circles underneath her eyes; Henri would have a fit. Tank barked at her, which startled Ally.
"What boy? Gosh, I haven't fed you or me." Ally shuffled to the pantry and prepared Tank's dinner. She opened the fridge to see what her choice of food for dinner. Left over pizza? No, she'd bloat up from that. She decided on a veggie omelet with wheat bread. She pulled out the pans to prepare dinner and Tank let her know he had to go out. Ally turned on the outside lights in the back and let him out. Tank ran and did his business and barked to come in. While the door opened, she heard voices in the distance which sounded like kids yelling. Had those kids come back again? She left the lights on and locked the door. A trickle of fear went down her spine. She went to her bedroom and retrieved her pistol in case she needed it. She debated whether or not she should call Caleb. No, she could handle this. Feeling stronger, she went outside and fired three shots up in the air to scare anyone away. Minutes passed and her cell phone rang.
"Ally, what the hell is going on?" barked Caleb. "Why did you shoot off your piece?"
"Those kids are back, Caleb. I wanted to scare them away. Where are you that you could hear the shots?"
"Right behind your house because I heard those kids, too, and the police are on their way. Jeb's got his gun trained on them."
"Figures." Ally felt foolish.
"Just stay put. I'll stop by when they're done here."
"No, it's okay, really. I've bothered you enough."
"Have a drink waiting for me when I get there."
Ally prepared Caleb's drink and then ducked inside the bathroom. She looked at herself in the mirror and figured she at least looked presentable in her jeans and a sweater. Ally ran a comb through her tangled mess of blond curls and went back into the kitchen to wait for Caleb..
When Ally answered the door, the sight of Caleb struck her through the heart. He made her warm and tingly and he hadn't really touched her. Ally had to constantly remind herself this man would not break her vow of celibacy. She mentally shook her head and greeted Caleb with a smile. "Hey."
"Hey, you," Caleb smiled lazily at Ally. "It sure is exciting having you for a neighbor. I thought you couldn't top yesterday, but you did."
"As I said, my life is never boring," said Ally, shaking her head. "What happened?" She handed him his drink and they sat down at the kitchen table. Tank rested his