Page 6 of The Rancher's Vengeful Heart

Doubts and fears warred inside of Tassy as she continued typing, and she could practically see her best friend Stella shaking her head in loving reproof. Her fingers trembled against the keys, betraying the turmoil beneath her composed exterior.

Pray, Tas.

It's supposed to be our first resort, not our last.

So pray.

Stella had been telling her that countless times over the years, and since Tassy did mean it about taking her faith seriously...

Tassy sent her iPad to sleep before slipping it back into its keyboard folio, and her short dark hair fell forward as she bowed her head.

Hello, God.

Praying like this suddenly seemed too intimate, and it made her feel terribly vulnerable and exposed.

I'm sorry if I'm doing this wrong.

I'm still not sure how this works.

Stella keeps saying you're 'our' Father in Heaven, but I don't really know much about dads...which, of course, you already know since you know everything.

...

I just really don't know how to do this, God.

All I know is that my life has changed, and I don't know what I should do next.

Or what you want me to do next.

But I do remember Stella telling me that it's okay to ask for a sign, so...

When I open my eyes, I'll have my sign.

Right?

...

I think I'm supposed to hear your voice by now, but maybe the line's choppy?

But since you're God, I'm assuming you can hear me, and so, okay...

Ask and receive, right?

And I asked for a sign when I open my eyes, so...

THREE.

TWO.

And...whoa.

Tassy's body reacted before her mind could process what she was seeing. Heat burst in her cheeks, and it was as if a jolt of electricity had struck her body and made her tingle all the way at her fingertips.

I think I'm having hallucinations.

Or the Devil's out to trick me.

Tassy quickly closed her eyes even as her heart began to hammer against her chest. Every nerve ending in her body seemed to be working overtime, and just the slightest touch would have her...

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