I'm the Father

I’m Ken McClure. The father of Zach, Ethan and Beth. Our ranch, north of Albuquerque, has been in the family since the 1880’s. My grandfather, father and I have been ranchers. Of course, in this day and age, ranching changed a bit. But neighbors count and we help each other. Best times my kids had was Spring branding and the social that happened afterwards.
My children ran loose on the land, getting into things I don’t want to know about.
I’ll say, Zach’s experiences with losing his leg shook us all, but Sophie didn’t cut that son of mine any slack. That’s what he needed, and I thank the good Lord she brought him up to scratch.

My Viewpoint is....

I’m Lynda McClure, the mother of Zach, Ethan and Sophie.
I’ve heard a lot of bragging and carrying on, but I’ll said that all my children are blessing. Now that’s not to say they weren’t a handful. Boys can be truly challenging, and I prayed that they would grow up to be wonderful young men. They did, but oh the prayers.
I didn’t know how to handle Zach losing his leg. I wanted to mother him, but I knew he had to deal with what had happened. It took Sophie’s straight talk to snap me out of my dilemma. My Zach needed tough love and Sophie gave it.
Of course, I’m not surprised, because the day Zach stomped into the kitchen and saw Sophie, I knew the boy had a thing for her. I just wondered how long it would take him to discover that. I’m glad he finally did.

C'mon Ollie

Zach: Ollie, that's not true is it?
Beth:Sure it is.
Sophie: Maybe, she's right, Zach.
Ollie: Stop with all the hollering. I've never witnessed in all my born days so much horse feathers.
It was bad when Zach and Sophie were mooning over each other. Nearly knocked me on my backside. I'll give Zach some credit. When I walked in on him in the tack room after he fell flat on his face side-walking, the man gutted it up. He threw that self pity out the window and went on. He wrestled that pride of his down. Not too many men could.
He won my admiration. Of course all the silly mooning and carrying on, I just had to shake my head.

Sorry, bro.

I can’t let Sophie take the blame, Zach. It was me, your sis, who set who both up. I just had that feeling you two were perfect for each other and would hit it off.
Can’t say you’re the sharpest knife in the drawer, but eventually, you did.
But I’ll say, Sophie wasn’t any better. She found reasons not to be around you. I thought you must’ve done something really bad when I wasn’t looking, because she avoided you like a scalded cat.

But it turned out okay. Don’t you think so, Ollie?