Murder At Redwood Cove (2015)
“I pulled in and parked next to a dusty black pickup with several bales of alfalfa hay in the bed. I got out. A woman was tying a leopard Appaloosa to a hitching post next to a corral. His black spots ranging in size from a nickel to a silver dollar leapt out at me from his white base coat.
I walked over to her. “Hi. I’m Kelly Jackson from Redwood Cove Bed-and-Breakfast. I’m here to meet Diane.”
“You found her.” She finished securing the horse with a tug on the rope.
Short gray bushy hair framed... her tanned face, lines deeply etched in the surface. Her denim shirt had REDWOOD RANCH embroidered in red above the pocket. She shoved a hand in my direction, and we shook.
I walked over to the horse and patted his neck. “He’s a beautiful Appie.”
“Sounds like you know something about horses.”
“I grew up on a ranch in Wyoming. Guest ranch in the summer, working ranch year-round.”
“Jackson. Are your parents Ed and Margaret?”
“Yes. How do you know them?” I was shocked at being in California and meeting a friend of my mom and dad’s.MoreLess
I walked over to her. “Hi. I’m Kelly Jackson from Redwood Cove Bed-and-Breakfast. I’m here to meet Diane.”
“You found her.” She finished securing the horse with a tug on the rope.
Short gray bushy hair framed... her tanned face, lines deeply etched in the surface. Her denim shirt had REDWOOD RANCH embroidered in red above the pocket. She shoved a hand in my direction, and we shook.
I walked over to the horse and patted his neck. “He’s a beautiful Appie.”
“Sounds like you know something about horses.”
“I grew up on a ranch in Wyoming. Guest ranch in the summer, working ranch year-round.”
“Jackson. Are your parents Ed and Margaret?”
“Yes. How do you know them?” I was shocked at being in California and meeting a friend of my mom and dad’s.MoreLess
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