Red Dirt Christmas is almost here. It’s Travis’s first Christmas at Sutton Station and Charlie wants to make it special.
Travis had been here at Sutton Station for just over a year. We were technically engaged, not that we’d told anyone. He was happy just knowin’ I’d said yes, and I had some head-clearin’ stuff to work through. Knowing I was good enough for Trav was one thing, but knowing if I was good enough to be a husband and father was somethin’ else entirely.
Life at Sutton Station had never been better. Business was strong, Trudy and Bacon’s little baby, Gracie, was a few weeks old now and as cute as a button, Ma’s health was good, and my relationship with Laura and Sam was in a pretty good place. And Travis? Well, life with him was still all kinds of perfect.
But, to Travis’s dismay, Christmas at the Station was just another day. Another day of getting up before the sun, feeding animals, fixin’ what needed fixin’, and checking water troughs all while tryin’ to keep out of the blistering heat.
And this year weren’t much different. Only that it was Travis’s first Sutton Station Christmas. The fact we didn’t go all out with decorations and celebrations baffled him, and if I was bein’ truthful, it disappointed him too.
Which was why I had to make it a special kind of Christmas…
I don’t know if it’s a sign, but hear me out. For Thanksgiving I decided to treat myself by buying me books for Christmas. I forgot about it by the time December started, when I got this email confirmation that my package of Red Dirt Heart had shipped. I’m there bewildered thinking, “when did I decide to buy it?” This book has been on my cart for a year, I kept moving it to later, and then to cart, then to wish list and so on, until in some food induced drunk-ness I bought it. I was in no way mad about it. So, then I go and link another review in twitter when I see the author had retweeted N.R. Walker’s news and I just about squealed.
I didn’t, by the way, but is that not a sign that I should buy it. So should you by the way
Oh, here is a lovely picture of my haul: