It happened at the Pendleton Roundup 1974.
Bronc and bull rider Billy Stempleton knew just what he wanted and how to get it. He needed to win his events long enough to buy the ranch of his dreams. He knew that is right up until he met the right woman at the wrong time.
Sara had no idea what she wanted until a tall cowboy showed her some intriguing possibilities. He was like a wild wind blowing into her calm, ordered world and uprooting everything she thought she knew.
Action, danger, drama, passion, and excitement are ahead when the rodeo comes to town. After this week, some lives will never be the same.
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“I just cannot see it as a real sport like say golf,” her father argued.
“Well, everybody can see things as they want. I mean chasing around a football doesn’t seem like much of one either if you break it down.”
“It doesn’t hurt an animal though.”
“Other than the pig.” Billy grinned.
“In all the rodeos I’ve been to, I’ve yet to see an animal hurt beyond a sprain that wasn’t crippling. Seen plenty of riders get it though. One fatally although that’s rare.”
“How did that happen?” Sara asked.
“Bull tossed him out and before anybody could get to him had turned back and gored him in the belly. They still couldn’t get him out and the animal did it again. Bull wasn’t hurt at all.”
“Did they kill the bull for doing it?”
“No, but I do think it was his last rodeo. Maybe they put him to breeding. It’s not like the rodeo wants a bull who wants to kill and now knows how to do it.”
Sara shuddered. Her dad was obviously enjoying the subject and not ready to let it go.“You see and what was the sense to it, I ask you? Poor man died for nothing.”
“Other than doing a thing he chose and loved. Would you limit people’s choices?”
“Not specifically, of course.”
“Just rodeos?” Her father smiled thoughtfully.
“Let the cowboys do it and the handlers or whoever else. Just convince the public not to go there. No profit in it and that would put an end to it. Free will and all.”
“That’s already the case.”
“How do you mean?”
“Nobody has to go to a rodeo, do they? So it’s already a matter of free will.”
“Not for the livestock.”
“That was a delicious roast Ann fixed tonight,” Billy said smiling faintly. “Anybody ask the steer how he felt about that?”
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