Zander's Miracle by Tashia Garrett (fiction book recommendations txt) 📖

       "Ohhhhhhhhhhh. Is that home made biscuits? I'm starving. Are they all mine? Ayden looked so excited at the prospect of his sister's cooking that it made Reesa giggle.

      "Yes, Bunny, it is all for you."

      "So, what was that all about yesterday? What trouble did you have?" Ayden asked worriedly. 

      "Nothing that these officers can't handle." Callie replied evasively. She was like that. If she thought she could spare someone she cared about, then she would to the best of her ability.

      "No. I want an answer Cali Co. You had a hard day yesterday. Then I went and made it worse. Don't make me evoke the pact." Ayden replied grumpily.

      "Pact or no, I won't spill. You have enough on your plate. Look, I came mostly to see if you were doing well. You had a rough go of it yourself. So spill Bunny." Callie stated compassionately.

      "Nope. Sealed up tighter than a vault." Ayden made a zipping motion over his lips.  Playing obstinate. 

      "What ever! You were never able to keep a secrete. Any time you buy a gift you wind up blabbing about what it is before said gift is presented to the giftee." Callie chuckled.

      "Not this time sis."

      "I'll be ready to listen; when you are ready to talk. Until then bye Bunny. I love you. I have some business to discuss with Officer Wannamaker." With that last bit Callie waltzed out the door with Officer Ressa on her hills giggling.

 Zander's Point of view

      Soldotna, Alaska this is my town. Slow town as the kids call it is only ever busy during tourist season. Why; because the Kenai Peninsula has the Kenai River. The Kenai River has the best salmon fishing world wide. People from all over the globe travel here to fish, hike, climb mountains, see wild life, and to just get away. 

      We like to say we are a small drinking town with a fishing problem. Well to be honest most of the peninsula says that. There are after all so many places to fish, both secrete and public, that Hillary Clinton's lies and dead bodies together couldn't compare.

      Now here I am on Funny River Road surrounded by my land, wild life, and employees. I wouldn't have it any other way. I hate cities. I am definitely a small town man. You see I am a rancher. What kind? Cattle. I am also a farmer.

      I own 15 acres of land, two three story buildings, and around 300 critters roaming my fenced in land. It is expensive upkeep, but I enjoy it. If only I could get animal care for cheep. It's $300 just to get a shot at the clinic per critter. It's almost $500 plus $300 per critter for a vet to come to you.  Too expensive. 

      I need to figure this out. The ranch is already upside down on the loans from the previous quarter.  Unfortunately I can't sell cattle without shots. Fortunately the farm's produce will cover half of that debt. Unfortunately that produce was suppose to be for the cows food.

      Zander perks up after hearing the asshole song ringtone. Hurting to take off his gloves, zander almost missed the caller.

      "Zander what's  your need?"  He answers exasperated 

      Odd way of answering, yeah, but the only time people seem to call is if they want something. So it is fitting.

      "Yo, Zand man. How's it going? Did y'alls cops ever figure out who stole your cattle?" Wannamaker asks.

      "No. The cops here are useless. They refuse to even dust for finger prints.then they say it isnt their job to go after and find thrives. Dumb i know but there you have it. What's up cuz?" It was nice hearing my cousins voice. He is the only one who ever calls or e-mails me with out a constant agenda.

      "Unfortunately I need a favour from you.  Before you say anything listen. I'm looking to hide a witness away. She is in danger. The people she needs protecting from are sociopaths. They aren't afraid to kill. Matter of fact the relish it. 

      You could hire her on as an animal care taker, and pay her under the table. She is a top of the line certified veterinarian. She will need lodging, but not much else. So what do you think? Would you be willing to hide her?" Wannamaker founded desperate.  Not good.

      "Well it does sound rather perfect. You have great timing. Do I need yo pay for her ticket as well, or are you taking care of that?"

      " I'm taking care of that, along with giving her some money to hide her over till her first pay check." Man he sounds excited. He must have grown attached to the chick.

       "This may bite me in the butt, but I'm in." Zander sighed.

Text: Tashia Marie Garrett (Dablemont)
Editing: Myself sorry Ive kids and barley any spare time.
Translation: Me, myself, and I
Publication Date: 06-22-2019

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Dedication:
I dedicate this story to the man of my dreams, my husband Ryan Keith Dablemont. Why, because he picked up the pieces of my shattered heart and pieced them back together with a few pieces of himself added in. He is an amazing man who I probably don't deserve. I love you my hubba bubba hubby.