The Cowboy's Reunited Family. Brenda Minton

      

      A Wife’s Homecoming

      Blake Cooper thought he’d never see his daughter again. Then his former wife, Jana Cooper, shows up on his doorstep with Lindsey asking for help. Blake can’t deny his ill child anything. But he’s struggling to sort out his feelings for the woman who abandoned him ten years ago. Jana’s back in Oklahoma for Lindsey’s sake, and a second chance with her first love. Somehow she must prove she’s no longer a confused young wife, but a woman willing to do anything to reunite her family forever.

      Cooper Creek: Home is where the heart is for this Oklahoma family

      “What are you doing here?”

      “I’m here because I made a mistake, and it’s time to right that wrong.” Jana’s eyes shimmered with unshed tears.

      “Where’s my daughter? Where’s Lindsey?”

      She bit down on her bottom lip, and the tears started to fall.

      “Jana, tell me where she is.” The longer Jana stood there, the more worry settled in Blake’s gut. None of this felt right.

      “Lindsey’s sick.” The words tumbled out quickly as she took another step toward him. “We need you.”

      The words hit him hard. He didn’t know what to say.

      He took off his hat and brushed a hand through his hair. Blake returned to what she’d just said. They needed him.

      “Blake, please.” Her words were soft, pleading. His daughter was sick.

      “Where is she?”

      “Don’t take her from me.”

      “Of all the…” He saw tears rolling down her cheeks. Real tears. He knew she was hurting. That didn’t undo the way his insides were tied up in knots. “You took her from me.”

      BRENDA MINTON

      started creating stories to entertain herself during hour-long rides on the school bus. In high school she wrote romance novels to entertain her friends. The dream grew and so did her aspirations to become an author. She started with notebooks, handwritten manuscripts and characters who refused to go away until their stories were told. Eventually she put away the pen and paper and got down to business with the computer. The journey took a few years, with some encouragement and rejection along the way—as well as a lot of stubbornness on her part. In 2006 her dream to write for Love Inspired Books came true. Brenda lives in the rural Ozarks with her husband, three kids and an abundance of cats and dogs. She enjoys a chaotic life that she wouldn’t trade for anything—except, on occasion, a beach house in Texas. You can stop by and visit at her website, www.brendaminton.net.

      The Cowboy’s Reunited Family

      Brenda Minton

       www.millsandboon.co.uk

      But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me.

      —2 Corinthians 12:9

      To my lovely reader Tanja Cook Sedabres

      for her help in answering questions.

      Many blessings to you and your family.

      And to my editor, Melissa Endlich.

      I’m blessed to have you!

      Contents

       Chapter One

       Chapter Two

       Chapter Three

       Chapter Four

       Chapter Five

       Chapter Six

       Chapter Seven

       Chapter Eight

       Chapter Nine

       Chapter Ten

       Chapter Eleven

       Chapter Twelve

       Chapter Thirteen

       Chapter Fourteen

       Chapter Fifteen

       Chapter Sixteen

       Chapter Seventeen

       Epilogue

       Dear Reader

       Questions for Discussion

       Excerpt

      Chapter One

      The big gray bull, part Brahman and part Angus, ran from the trailer. He stopped in the middle of the corral, snorted and shook his mammoth-sized head at Blake Cooper and his brother Jackson.

      “He’s mean.” Jackson propped one booted foot on the bottom rail of the corral and leaned his arms on the top rail. “I’m not sure about him.”

      “He’s at a level that most bulls aren’t. As for mean, Jackson, there are no guarantees for a guy willing to get on the back of a one-ton animal,” Blake offered, eyeing the bull that he’d talked his brothers into buying. He didn’t usually get involved in this side of the business, but there were times a guy made exceptions.

      He was the family lawyer and practiced law in the neighboring town of Grove. But he was a Cooper, and being a Cooper meant ranching was in his blood.

      “I know there aren’t,” Jackson agreed. “I just try to stay away from the bulls that are pure mean.”

      Blake nodded because he couldn’t have agreed more. They were in the business of raising bucking bulls, and both of them had been around long enough to know what a mean bull could do to a guy.

      A car came up the driveway, swirling dust that would settle if they got more than a drop of rain. It was dry for May. Too dry.

      “Someone you know?” Jackson stepped down from the fence to watch the car that pulled in next to Blake’s truck.

      “Doesn’t look familiar.” Blake adjusted his cowboy hat to block the sun and get a better look. “New York plates. Must be a rental car. Did you say someone was coming to look at that mare we bought from Wyatt Johnson?”

      “Not until next week.”

      “Maybe just lost?” Blake offered, then he started toward the barn. He needed to take care of a few things, then head to