Billie Bob Jones
I had decided for us to leave a few hours after I had bathed so that we could get back to Bloom before dinner and I could spend the rest of the afternoon familiarizing myself with what work had been done since I had left.
We would be moving cattle from one field to the next on Monday so I had to make sure that the horses were set and we would have enough helping hands that the transition went smoothly.
Somehow throughout the flight I fell asleep and woke up in the jets bedroom. Even though my body was sore the bath really helped ease my muscles. I had no idea what Benedito put in the water but I needed more of it for next time.
The fact he had technically bathed me made my stomach twist with an unknown emotion each time I thought about it. Never did I have anyone really take care of me like that. I was pretty sure the last time I was bathed I was seven and it would be more of a thorough scrub from Ma because I was always playing in the mud.
