Date: Thu, 30 Jan 2014 21:49:57 -0500
From: Zarek <zarek@roadrunner.com>
Subject: Another Chance: Chapter 3

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This chapter is still part of the introduction and set-up.  The main
character doesn't have anyone 'special" in his life yet though he is
starting to meet new friends.  That might or might not happen in the next
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Another Chance

Chapter 3

It was Saturday. Jim decided to try and make his Mom happy so he went with
her.  As she drove, Jim told her about his conversation with Dusty.  He told
her that Dusty's dad was on the list of counsellor's and that's who he
wanted to see.  Mrs. Bolt just smiled and told him that she was glad he was
finally opening up.  "You watch, before the end of the month, you'll have
dozens of friends.  If you don't, I'll buy you a new car."

"Umm, Mom, that wouldn't be a fair bet.  I could sabotage it to get that
car." Jim said.

I know, but I would have to believe you really tried before I bought it."
Mrs. Bolt assured.

"I have a better idea.  If I have a dozen or more friends by the end of the
month, I'll serve you breakfast in bed the following week.  If I don't, you
serve me." Jim offered.

Mrs. Bolt leaned over and kissed her son's cheek.  He made a fuss like he
was getting too old for that but Mrs. Bolt didn't care.

They got to the first house they were to look at and the realtor wasn't
there.  Her teenage son was waiting.  "I'm Zac, my mom's running late.
She's with another client showing another house but she told me to show you
around.  She'll be here in about half an hour to answer any questions."

This kid looked to be fifteen or sixteen and had jet black hair.  When his
hazel eyes met Jim's, Jim's heart skipped a beat.  "Do you live close by?"
Mrs. Bolt asked.

"Just across the street." He said pointing. "Would you like to see inside, I
have the combination to the lockbox for the key?"

"Yes please." was all Mrs. Bolt said.  She noticed that Jim's spirit lifted
some more.  Jim was finally showing signs that he was heading back to
normal.

The house was huge.  The kitchen was the same size as the one where they
currently lived, but this house had a dining room as well.  Their current
home didn't.  The front room had a big picturesque window.

When they went upstairs, there were three bedrooms, each with their own full
bathroom.  The smallest room was bigger than the master bedroom where they
were living.  Mrs. Bolt could tell that Jim was falling in love with the
house.  Fact that Zac lived across the street didn't hurt, either.

The back yard was massive.  The house sat on ten acres of land.  The
property wasn't a ranch, but for starting over and getting another chance,
this property was massive.  Zac and Jim went out and played in the back yard
as Zac's mom pulled up.  Mrs. Bolt continued looking around the house a few
more times.  "So, did Zac show you around?"

"He did a wonderful job.  My only concern is why is it selling so cheap?"
Mrs. Bolt asked.

"Family needs to sell it fast.  It's been on the market for a couple years
and if they don't sell it soon, the bank will be auctioning it off.  All
they are asking is to pay off their bank loan plus my commission.  I can't
go any lower unless I waive my share."

"Wish I knew this house was for sale when we moved here."  Mrs. Bolt said.

"Well, they wanted $300,000 until three days ago.  You're the first person
to look at it since they dropped it.  I was about to put an ad in the paper
when you called me."

"Well, I had been saving for a down payment.  I have the $50, 000 they are
asking saved up.  And I saw a glint of hope in Jim's eye."

"I do have two other houses that we can look at if you would like before you
decide."

Just about that time, Zac and Jim came inside.  "What do you think, Jim?
Want to check out a couple more houses?"

"You can.  Zac asked if I'd like to go see where he works.  It's some ranch
close by."

Zac chimed in, "You don't mind, do you, Mrs. Bolt?"

"Not at all.  I'll just go with your mom and check out these other houses,
but I'm leaning toward buying this one."  For the first time since they left
Montana, she saw not a hint but an actual smile on Jim's face.

"We're just looking at the other houses as a formality, right?  Based on
your son's face, I have a feeling you'll be buying this one."

"Yea, he loves this house.  I don't even need to see the others to know I
want this one.  He's had it so rough.  If living here helps, I'm all for it.
And it looks like the boys hit it off, too.  Thanks for 'being late'."

"After talking with you on the phone, it was my pleasure.  Zac was reluctant
to do it, but I promised him half the commission if he did.  He's been a
loner ever since his father left.  This could be good for both of them."

Jim climbed into Zac's truck.  It was an old beat-up '98 Dodge Ram.  They
drove a few miles out of town and turned onto a dusty road.  There was a
sign that read Another Chance Ranch.  "This is where the ranch starts," Zac
stated.

"How long is this road?" Jim asked.

"We have six miles until we get to the main ranch.  The property extends
another six miles past.  The owner is friends with a guy who runs a ranch
and a Horse Rescue.  He's talking about doing the same, but Horse Rescues
are not always easy.  Sometimes the horses are so bad off it makes you sick.
Other times, you grow too attached to the horse, it tears you up when they
leave.  The ranch just bought a new horse and it's being delivered today.
Wanna see it?"

"We can." Jim stated not sounding too enthused.  While Jim was excited about
learning more about Zac, he wasn't sure he was ready to see another horse
yet.  His mind started thinking about Gold.

As they pulled in, the horse trailer was just being opened.  All Jim could
see was the tail end, but that was enough for him to know it was a Palomino
quarter horse.  This started breaking Jim's heart as he thought more about
Gold.  "That's one beautiful stallion." one of the workers said.  "Any idea
who'll ride him?"

A tall thin man walked up.  "Don't rightly know just yet.  People that owned
him said they've never been able to ride him since the day they bought him.
We may just use him for stud service."

They backed the horse out and Jim couldn't believe his eyes.  He thought
maybe his mind was playing tricks on him.  If that wasn't Gold, he sure
could pass as a twin.  The horse seemed a little agitated and started to
rear.  The rancher holding the lead lost his grip and the Palomino started
running around the corral.  Suddenly he turned and started heading towards
Zac and Jim.  "Watch out!" Zac advised but Jim had jumped into the corral.

The Palomino stopped in front of Jim and just nudged him.  "Will you look at
that?" the tall thin man stated.  Jim just hugged the big horse.  "Young
man, do you know this horse?"

"I sure do.  He was mine but we had to sell our ranch in Montana and I had
to get rid of him.  He was my best friend." Jim said with tears running down
his face.

"Sold him about six months ago?" Jim nodded.  "So, I'm guessing that you're
the only one he's let ride him.  Are you working anywhere?" the man asked.

"Not at the moment, but I do have school."

"Zac normally works on the weekends and some nights.  His mom asked him to
do a favor today or he'd have been here earlier.  Would you be interested in
working weekends and maybe a few nights when you can?"

"Would I get to work with Gold?" Jim asked.

"Make you a deal, obviously the horse loves you as much as you love him.
I'll pay you $16 an hour and you'll work Saturday from six until three and
Sunday from six until noon.  You can also pick up a few nights a week as
your schedule allows.  You'll get paid each week and you can give me
whatever you feel you can afford and we'll keep track.  Once you've
reimbursed me what I paid for Gold, he'll be yours again.  And as long as
you're using the horse for the ranch, we'll supply feed and board even after
you own him.  In the meantime, he'll be yours to use on the ranch.  I will
expect you to work hard."

"Sir, if it means I have my best friend back, you won't find a harder
worker."  Jim started to cry as he couldn't believe what had just happened.
There wasn't any hesitations, Jim shook hands accepting the offer.  Zac led
Jim to the office so he could fill out his new hire paperwork. Once it was
complete and the owner looked it over he told them that Jim's mom would need
to sign a few spots since Jim was still a minor.  After that, Zac and Jim
headed back to Zac's house.