An Ounce of Prevention (Prologue, page 1 of 10)


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When Alex didn't find anyone in the house, he headed for the barn. Katie probably had the kids. Carmen would be milking the goats early so they could spend Friday night alone. He smiled in anticipation. He hadn't called to let her know he was coming home early. Once a month they had Friday night and Saturday morning alone. He intended to make the most of it.

He gently opened the barn door and stepped inside, careful not to make any noise. The smell of fresh straw mingled with molasses and oats. A light was on in the addition and Carmen was humming. A couple kids were bleating from one of the stalls. They needn't worry. Carmen would save some milk for them.

He crept across the barn and paused in the doorway long enough to locate Carmen. She was straining milk into a gallon jar at the worktable. The milk would be immediately placed into the little refrigerator so it would cool as quickly as possible. Carmen was meticulous about the process, claiming it was a key to maintaining the quality and flavor of the milk. She would know, having managed a goat dairy before they were married. Whatever the case, the milk was always good.

He walked slowly toward her, careful not to step on anything that would alert her to his approach. He targeted her slender hips as a landing zone for his hands. Then they would taxi up to her waist and…

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