Kate accepted Robbie's invitation to spend the first week at the end of semester at his home. The plan was they'd have Christmas with their families and then he'd stay with Kate for a week on the ranch.
Robbie mentioned before he left the university a day ahead of Kate that his mother was miffed when he'd revealed he'd been dating a younger woman than usual and she had flared when learning Kate was only eighteen.
"Um you best be prepared for a cold shoulder."
"Thanks for the warning. I hope she's not too old and crabby for me to endure."
"By mom I mean dad's second wife. Glen is thirty-nine."
Kate had to giggle when Robbie said his dad was fifty-four. Now who also was with a younger woman?
A little worried, Robbie asked, "Are you looking forward to being on vacation with me?"
"Yes apart from your stepmother's prejudgment of me and being stuck in the middle of a big city."
"Well that's a prejudgment. We live on five-acres on the western outskirts of the city with four horses, a donkey and five goats."
"Oh, sorry. That sounds more rural than urban."
Kate arrived at 'Kelston Oaks' at 3:30 and received a big welcoming kiss from Robbie. He led her around the house saying, "Mom's out riding Max, her favorite horse. Come and watch her jump unless she's finished."
She had, but only just.
Mrs Macdonald rode up to them and said hi and Kate said hi Mrs Macdonald and was invited to call her Glen, saying she didn't like being called Glenys.
"You are a little young for my son."
"Some people might think so, some might not."
Glen frowned and said, "Robbie said you are a freshman and help with the training of the equestrian riders."
"Yes that's correct. I love horses."
"Well what's this horse?"
"A gelding Hunter with some Arabian, I'd say 16.3 hands and ten or eleven years old."
"Ah so Robbie briefed you to impress me."
"He's a lovely horse."
"Mom I never said a word other that you were out riding your horse. I gave no description whatsoever."
"Thor is eleven and how could you guess his height so accurately?"
"Kate has been riding since she was four and spends a great deal of time with horses."
"Hmmm. Kate would you like to ride Thor now?"
"Not if the invitation is to just walk him."
"You can do what you like."
"Okay, thanks."
Kate was in jeans and wearing sneakers and so she felt comfortable enough to swing up with ease. She quickly pushed Thor into an easy lope and circled the post and three rail pasture twice and returned.
"Thor is an excellent jumper," Glen said as horse and rider returned to her.
Kate wheeled Thor and they went over the two jumps with ease, the first set at 2.5 ft and the second at 3 ft.
"You girl is an excellent rider."
"Mom I should have warned you... oh shite."
Glen froze, seeing what Robbie was seeing: Kate was riding hard at the gate.
Thor clipped it slightly and they went into that pasture for about 50 feet before turning.
"Oh god, that's an uphill slope, adding probably six inches to the height of the jump," Glen said.
"Kate's jumped 6 ft but she won't now because she doesn't know Thor," Robbie said confidently, both hands behind his back, finders crossed.
"Oh god," Glen groaned. She resumed breathing again when Kate checked Thor and rode slowly up to the gate and dismounted and opened it.
After shutting the gate Kate urged Thor into a lope to circle the pasture once more and then circled again at a walk and returned to Glen and Robbie.
Kate smiled and said, "Thor is strong and nimble. You must be very proud of him."
Glen flushed and said yes.
Kate dismounted and said she'd take care of Thor before turning him out with the other horses in the third pasture.
Glen said fine. That was one way of getting to know a horse.
Sensing Glen had thawed a bit Kate smiled, "Oh Glen, Robbie and I would appreciate being put in the same bedroom."
Robbie studied the sky and Glen looked at Kate and said a little stiffly she'd attend to that request.
Waiting in the kitchen, Glen looked at the clock and said tersely, "What's that girl doing?"
"Grooming Thor, probably better than he's ever been groomed and talking to him."
Glen looked almost apologetic.
"Mom I should have told you Kate has won three blue ribbons in the advance rider's equitation over fences in the three shows she's entered riding for Patrick and in Western horsemanship in her class it's two blues from the two shows that staged that event. She's clearly our best rider of the eighty riders in the Equestrian Club. Ask her to show you the DVD of film clips the equestrian coach's wife compiled of Kate's horsemanship. She'll have it with her to take home to show her mom and extended family on the ranch."
"I will, oh god how exciting for you to be teamed up with a woman like that. Do you think she'll be willing to help me with my jumping?"
"Yes if you ask her. She'll want to receive that request from you. Be kind to her mom; I have no wish to lose her."
Gradually Kate and Glen softened their relationship, with Glen coming to understand that Kate could be warm as well as being hard-nosed and strongly independent. Kate learned that Glen had to cope with a husband who was a horse vet and was practically on 24/7 callout with only one partner and he had too many clients because of his huge reputation for professional competence. Robbie's brother Ross was twenty-one did nothing around the home apart from make a mess and Robbie's 29-year old sister was home and emotional unstable after her boyfriend she'd been living with for eighteen months had recently dumped her.
After three days it became obvious to the family that Robbie's 'young kid' (Glen had yelled that insult when learning Robbie was bringing and 18-year old home) was having a stabilizing influence on the family. She had mother and stepdaughter out riding on local trails with her and was tutoring them both on some of the finer points of general horsemanship and improving their jumping performances.
Kate had told Ross to tidy his room and he snarled "Go pull your head in bitch" and she whacked him, hooking a punch into his belly that dropped him to the kitchen floor in a groaning heap. She then tipped a basin of cold water over his head and helped him to his feet. Probably what saved the situation was they were alone in the house and so Ross didn't find it necessary to defend his manhood or tell anyone the visitor had floored him.
"Jesus you can punch."
"Sorry darling," she'd said, kissing his forehead. "You are such a little shit but some girl will see good in you."
He took the bait and said he was one of those guys who failed to hold on to a girl.
His new friend said, "Well Ross here's what you can do to improve your chances." From then Ross's behavior around the home improved substantially and he and Kate had an easy relationship going that must have startled his stepmom and even made Robbie a little suspicious but neither said anything. After Kate had left and everyone was feeling a little flat Ross would admit Kate had sorted him out and he told his startled family what had happened.
Kate had become fond of Malcolm, Robbie's dry-witted father, despite knowing him for only a few days and she cried as she kissed him as she prepared to depart. Everyone was up and dressed at 6:00 to breakfast with her and wave goodbye as she headed off home.
Robbie was staggered to see his stepmom wiping her eyes. She never cried.
"Laddie there goes a bonny lass. You know what to do," his father said, hauling out a near forgotten accent and exaggerating it.
Glen cut to the bone. "Robbie don't you dare lose her. At last you've found your perfect woman and I want her beside me."
"But you don't like her," Robbie teased.
"Robbie do you want your butt indented with my riding boot?"
They wandered back inside for coffee. The family sat at the kitchen table and Glen said, "In such a short time Kate made such noticeable impact on this family. She belongs here."
"It can never be mom, apart from visits," Robbie said. "She wants to be the best equestrian trainer she can possibly be and she can't do that here."
Glen began sobbing and Ruby hugged her and she began weeping.
"I'm off to take a look at a couple of horses at Robinson's Barn," Malcolm said.
"Dad I'm coming with you. I'll skip college this morning."
Malcolm appeared staggered. It had been years since his son had accompanied him on a veterinary visit. Then the woman clutched each other and began howling and he grinned, knowing both of them knew to get out of the house fast.
Kate stopped for gas before hitting the highway and the female attendant noticed the red eyes and said sympathetically, "Running away dear?"
"Just leaving some people who've been real family to me during me brief visit."
"Well keep in contact with them dear. Good families don't seem so numerous than in my days when I was your age."
The early morning sun was soft and there was no wind and even at a gas station Kate could hear birds singing. It was two days before Christmas day. Kate had a sudden thought and called her mom."
"Hi darling, I'm on my way home."
"Since when have I become darling?"
Kate grinned. "Oh you know the sun is shinning, the birds are singing and I've had such a happy time. Mom I'd like to invite my boyfriend and his family to the ranch for Christmas Day and stay the night."
"You invite them. It's your home too."
"Robbie's stepmom runs their home. Her name is Glen, please don't call her Glenys and remember Robbie calls her mom. I think she's beginning to like me. In my mind I can see her waiting for your call."
"God you speak rubbish at times. But this is a most unusual request from you. Have you considered they are city folk and will feel out of place here? All the family and two other families will be here and we have cleared out the barn and the boys have installed two cookers and outside there are two barbecue grills."
Kate countered, "Malcolm, Robbie's father, is a horse vet and Glen, who is his second wife, has four horses and rides every day mom and..."
"That's enough. Stop blathering. Give me Glen's number darling."
"So I'm darling now."
"No you cheeky young bitch. It's Christmas."
* * *
Glen came off the phone looking almost shocked and Ruby said in alarm, "What is it, has something happened to dad and Ross?"
"No everything is fine. It was Kathleen John, Kate's mom. She's just received a request from Kate to invite us to the ranch for Christmas Day and to stay the night."
"Omigod are we going?"