Trina 2

I lingered on his porch lost in my own thoughts. I came to the country for some peace, for a slower life and I found it, but at the same time, I could not for the life of me remember why I worked so hard in New York. Im sure the two of us looked a pair too, sitting on the porch, each with a slow moving rocking chair. Neither of us said another word, just sat peacefully. That is until the screen door creaked open and a refrigerator of a man stepped out, letting it slam shut behind him. The sound caught my attention, but old man Daure seemed to not even notice. The younger man, a spitting image of his father with the dusty blonde hair and blue eyes offered me a smirk and a cocky nod with his words.

"Well well well. If it aint Trina Blacksby. Finally humbled yourself enough to come back to the sticks?" As he spoke with the sound of humor fresh in his voice, he moved to lean back against the railing and crossed his muscled arms over his chest, looking rather relaxed there.

"Ahh there is your problem Mr Daure. You had to kill the bull with the most meat because your son here probably eats a horse a day!" With a laugh I spoke to the old man, keeping my teasing eyes on his son, but my smile soon faded as I watched his reaction turn sour. With a glance to old man Daure, I realized I had hit quite a nerve with both of them. Joes father just looked at me with a scowl. Just as I thought I would need a snickers to get away, Joe saved me.

"Let me walk you to your car, Trina." It was not a request and he was most certianly not looking for my approval. It was a command and it took me all of two instants to jump up out of the rocking chair and head towards my truck. Once there, I hopped in and shut the door. Joe leaned his brawny arms in my window and gave me a sad look. "Careful what you say around here Trina. You aint an outsider, but you missed a whole lot. Steppin on toes aint gonna make you any new friends."

"I hear ya Joe. Tell your old man Im sorry." To say I flew down that drive was an understatement and my mind was reeling the entire time. What had I said that made them both react so? There had to be more to that bull then they were letting on. Now I just had to figure out what was going on under the surface of this sleepy old town.