He walked to Erin and extended his hand. “Happy to have you aboard. Maggie has you set up in one of the volunteer cabins. Sorry, I didn’t catch your name.”
Erin smiled. “That’s because I didn’t give it yet. I’m Erin Christiansen.”
The man stared at her. “There was an Erin in my high school. Erin Kelly.”
Her eyes grew wide. “That’s my maiden name.”
The man broke into another grin. “Well, I’ll be! It is you! I’m Michael Jacobs, Mike Jacobs.”
Erin gazed at him in surprise. “Mike! Well, this is amazing! I remember you planned to attend veterinary school and set up a clinic near Seattle.”
He nodded. “I did all that. I sold my practice four years ago and came out here, first just to volunteer for a time. Now I’m the ranch manager.”
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