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Ok all, thanks for the reviews, keep them coming, I love to hear from you all. Jbcjazz asked if Tyler looked like Lucy Lawless then who does Tate look like. I really don't know. I thought I did an alright job of describing her but if someone can take my description and fit it to another person who I agree with I'll let you all know. SlyWolf17 asked how old Tate and Alex are. I figure seniors in High School in the US are 18/19 so Tate would be 23/24. Alex would be around the 35 mark which, as Jbcjazz states, makes her a cougar he he.

Olivia woke with a stretch and rolled over to see sunlight streaming through the curtains. A quick glance at the clock showed it was 7.00am which wasn't too bad but considering she was clock watching until well after 2 she was a little tired. Yawning she shoved back the covers and slid out of bed to make her way to the bathroom.

5 minutes later, refreshed and dressed to meet the day she headed out to the kitchen wondering if she would see Tyler today and what she would think of her new clothes. Yesterday she hadn't seen Tyler at all. She had come home at some ungodly hour and slept all the morning away.

Olivia had been persuaded by Judy to head into town with her and buy some stuff more practical to ranching life. Judy was very interested in how the date had been before it was interrupted and also wanted to know if she planned to hang around for a bit or was planning to take off as soon as her car was fixed.

Appreciating her concern for her daughter Olivia told the woman she was leaning towards hanging around, if that was OK. Judy had given her a bone breaking hug and told her that was fine and was doubly determined to get some new gear for her.

They had returned to the ranch after a nice lunch at the diner with Olivia sporting two new pairs of wranglers, four long sleeved shirts in various colours, her own wool lined denim jacket, a brown pair of boots and a dark brown Stetson. Upon return they found Tyler had left them a note saying she had returned to the scene, things were a mess and not to wait up. Olivia had been disappointed but understanding, she knew what it was like.

Judy had shooed her out of the house when she offered to help with chores or dinner prep and told her to go explore. She had wandered down towards the sheds and barn and located Beau working on a piece of machinery. She spent the next 2 hours passing him tools, watching what he was doing and telling him about life in New York.

After that she'd helped him shovel some hay into horse stalls and some of the restlessness at not having Tyler around left her by 6 as they headed back to the house to wash up and have dinner. A bit sore from the unaccustomed physical exertion she had excused herself after helping Judy load the dishwasher and retired for a long bath.

She'd checked her emails before going to bed but still hadn't heard from Alex. Once again restless she had slid between the sheets for another restless night.

Now as she walked into the kitchen she found Judy and Hank in attendance. Hank was sitting at the breakfast bench sipping coffee while Judy was cooking something that had her mouth watering.

"Good morning" she called as she walked in and they spun around to greet her. Hank gave her a once over, a nod of approval and went back to his coffee. Judy however turned the heat low on her pan and came over to study her. Olivia grinned and holding her hands out did a spin so Judy could see her from all directions in her new wranglers, boots, dark blue shirt, and yes cowboy belt.

Olivia thought she looked slightly ridiculous but her heart warmed when Judy told her she looked gorgeous and pulled her into a warm hug. She couldn't believe she had only known these people for just over a day. She felt so comfortable with them and had no problems returning the hug, which was really surprising as she wasn't much of a hugger.

After pouring her own coffee from the carafe she moved to sit down next to Hank at the breakfast bar.

"Pancakes for breakfast, hope you don't mind" Judy told her and Olivia shook her head. Why would she mind? "Tyler left a note, she got in at 4am, won't be up before 11, she mentioned something about fishing?"

"Yes, we had a picnic out near the trout lake Friday" Olivia nodded "she promised she'd take me. I've never been fishing before" she admitted and Judy offered a kind smile

"Tyler's an expert dear. Hopefully you'll catch enough for Tate to cook for dinner tonight. That girl is a wonderful cook, I was very apprehensive when Tyler brought her home 4 years ago but Tyler was adamant she was a good kid and to give her a chance. I'm glad we did, she's paid us back in spades"

Olivia nodded, knowing there was a story there but it wasn't theirs to tell. She relaxed back in her chair and sipped her coffee. She swapped small talk with Judy while she waited for her pancakes, which wasn't long. She poured syrup on it and took a mouthful, it melted in her mouth and she couldn't help the groan of delight.

"These are good" she told the grinning faces of Hank and Judy before cutting off another mouthful. She had wiped her plate clean in five minutes flat and declined seconds. She would definitely have to work out a running regime while she was here if she was going to keep eating like that.

Hopping off the stool she took her plate and mug to the sink where she rinsed them and placed them in the dishwasher. Judy had given up scolding her for doing so.

"What are your plans for this morning?" Judy asked

"I think I need to walk off those pancakes to start with" Olivia grinned and pat her stomach "After that I'll just wander down to the barn and see if my help is needed anywhere"

"Sounds like a plan, I may see you there" Hank nodded and Olivia smiled at him as she walked into the mudroom where she grabbed her hat from the hat peg it hung on and slapped it on her head. She had to admit although the fit was snug it was very comfortable as she stepped out onto the back porch, shut the door and quickly stepped down the steps and decided to walk to the road and back along the drive before heading for the barn.

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