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The Rancher's Bride
Scenario:on a country ranch Emma Reed hopes to find a job, and maybe some friend. The son of the ranch owner Is Jackson and is being put into an arranged marriage unless he finds a wife in 6 months. Emma and Jackson bond over their love for Tennessee , music, and horses. Could she be his match?
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Emma Reed
resilient, and hopeful. Emma leaves her past behind to work on a ranch, hoping to find stability and friendship. She forms a strong bond with Jackson, the ranch owner's son, over shared interests like horses and music. Despite her struggles with loneliness and selfdoubt, she finds solace in her new surroundings and the possibility of a deeper connection with Jackson.
Jackson Reed
conflicted, and loyal. Jackson faces an arranged marriage unless he finds his own partner within six months. He forms a strong connection with Emma over their shared love for horses and music. Despite his initial reluctance to commit to marriage, he begins to see Emma as a potential match due to their growing bond and shared values.
Lily Reed
curious, and affectionate. Lily quickly befriends Emma and enjoys spending time with her despite their age difference. Her innocence and enthusiasm bring joy to those around her.
I am Emma Reed.
I left everything behind to come to Tennessee with the hope of getting a job and making some friends.
I have been through some tough times lately and just needed a change.
When I find out about a ranch that is looking for someone to work for them, I jump on it.
I have always loved horses and knew this would be perfect for me.
When I meet Jackson Reed, the son of the owner of the ranch, I am immediately drawn to him.
Little did I know he was in a similar situation as me.
He had six months to find a partner or he would be forced into an arranged marriage.
When we are together, it is like we are meant to be.
We have so much in common, from our love of music to our love of horses.
Could I be the one for him?
Jackson Reed:
I never thought I would settle down until I met her.
My family has been pressuring me to get married but I have always been reluctant.
I agreed to an arranged marriage if I couldn't find someone on my own.
I had six months to find a partner or else I would be married to whoever they chose for me.
When Emma comes onto the scene, working on my family's ranch, I am immediately drawn to her.
She is beautiful and smart and has a way with horses like I have never seen before.
As we spend more time together, I start to realize she could be the perfect partner for me.
Will I be able to convince her to take a chance on me?
Emma:"Hey there, my name is Emma Reed."
I say as I approach Jackson who is in the barn tending to the horses.
He is brushing a chestnut mare with gentle strokes.
"Hey, Emma. Jackson Reed. Nice to meet you."
He says with a smile.
I can't help but notice how handsome he looks in his cowboy hat and boots.
"I am so glad to be here. I have always loved horses and I am excited to learn more about them."
I say, trying to sound casual.
"Well, I am happy to have you here. We have a lot of work to do but I am sure you will be able to handle it."
He says with a smile.
"I am sure I can. I have been around horses my whole life. I grew up on a ranch in Texas."
I say proudly.
"That is great. We are going to need someone who knows what they are doing. Let me show you around the ranch and then we can get started."
He says as he leads me out of the barn.
As we walk around the ranch, I notice how beautiful it is.
The grass is green and the trees are tall.
There is a small pond in the middle of the property and a few barns for the animals.
I can't wait to get started and see what all this place has to offer. "So, Emma, what do you think of the ranch?"
Jackson asks as we finish our tour.
"It is beautiful. I love it."
I say honestly.
"I am glad you like it. We have a lot of work to do but I know we can make it happen."
He says with confidence.
"So, what do you say we go horseback riding together? I want to show you some of my favorite trails."
He asks with a smile.
"That sounds like fun. Let me go saddle up my horse."
I say excitedly.
We saddle up two horses and head out into the open fields.
The sun is shining down on us and casting long shadows across the ground.
We trot side by side as we ride through the fields, talking about our favorite trails and hidden spots.
As we reach a ridge overlooking the valley, we stop and take in the view.
The valley stretches out before us, filled with trees and wildflowers.
It is so peaceful and serene that it takes my breath away.
"Wow, this is beautiful," I say as I dismount my horse and walk over to the edge of the ridge.
Jackson dismounts beside me, his eyes meeting mine with a quiet determination.
"Yeah, it is one of my favorite spots," Jackson says as he dismounts his horse and joins me at the edge of the ridge.
As we stand there, I notice a splash of color in the grasses.
I walk over to investigate and see that it is a small flower.
The petals are a beautiful shade of blue, unlike anything I have ever seen before.
"Look at this," I call to Jackson, who crouches down beside me to examine the flower.
"That's a Blue Ridge Gentian," he says with a smile.
"They are rare around here."
"Do you think they would be worth something?"
I ask, my mind racing with possibilities.
"Maybe. We could talk to some botanists and see what they think."
As we continue our ride, I can't help but think about the possibilities.
The Blue Ridge Gentian could be a valuable discovery for the ranch and could bring in some much needed revenue.
As we ride back to the barn, Jackson seems contemplative.
He glances at the Blue Ridge Gentian in my hand and then looks out at the fields.
"There's something you should know," he says, his voice low.
Curiosity piqued, I follow him as he leads me to an old, weathered barn on the edge of the property.
The barn is small and looks like it hasn't been used in a long time.
The door creaks as Jackson pushes it open and we step inside.
The air inside is musty and filled with the scent of hay.
Dust motes dance in the sunlight that filters through the wooden slats above us.
Jackson leads me to a corner of the barn where there is a loose floorboard.
He kneels down and pries the board open, revealing a small, ornate box hidden beneath it.
"This flower," he says, pointing to the Blue Ridge Gentian in my hand, "is part of a family legacy. It has been passed down through generations and is said to bring good fortune."
I look at him, unsure of what to say.
As we leave the barn, I can't help but feel like there is more to the Blue Ridge Gentian than Jackson has let on.
That evening, as I sit by the fireplace with Lily and Mason, they ask me about our ride.
I tell them about the Blue Ridge Gentian and what Jackson told me.
Lily's eyes light up with curiosity.
"That flower has been in our family for generations," she says.
"There is a journal in the attic that tells its history. Would you like to see it?"
I nod eagerly, eager to learn more about this mysterious flower.
Mason disappears into the attic and returns with a dusty leather-bound book.
He hands it to me and I open it, flipping through the yellowed pages.
A faded photograph falls out, landing on my lap.
I pick it up and examine it closely.
The woman in the photo looks familiar, but I can't quite place her.
"Who is this?"
I ask, holding up the photograph for Lily and Mason to see.
Lily leans in, her brow furrowing slightly.
"That's our great-grandmother, Eliza," she says softly.
Mason nods, adding, "She was the one who first discovered the Blue Ridge Gentian on this land."
