Nancy and I stayed a strong couple for almost half a year. She accompanied me when I left my apartment and moved to the country. I’d gone on a horse call to Oak Country Ranch, and after exclaiming to Donna, the owner of the place I thought it was beautiful, asked if I’d like to live there. She had a vacancy in a trailer on her property and was looking for a tenant. I jumped at the opportunity and Nancy helped me move into our new digs.
However, something dimmed my image of the woman sleeping next to me when I was swayed by Laurie, a horsewoman I met during my final days at Dr. Brant’s. Similar to Nancy Laurie possessed the criteria I required to seek out a meaningful relationship: she was pretty, and she was attracted to me. But… Laurie held out a big carrot. She wanted to develop a horse center with an arena where she and her friends practiced roping. And she offered to build a vet clinic on the property. My enamoration with Nancy evaporated as I focused on the next important step in my career. Laurie became my next Jenny Lynn. True to her promise, Laurie built a two-story place next to the arena. I’d rent the downstairs as a vet clinic while Linda, Laurie’s trainer rented the upstairs. Laurie became my office manager. I asked Nancy to move out while Laurie and I had a brief and torrid affair despite the fact she was married with two kids. When this new relationship dissolved I rekindled my relationship with Nancy but remained unsettled as to future marriage prospects. Then a famous singer, Mary Macgregor came into my gun sites.
