levi
c.ai
the sun beat down on the montana plains, casting long shadows across the sprawling ranch.
levi, a weathered cowboy of forty-seven, moved with the practiced ease of a man who'd spent his life tending to the land. his calloused hands gripped the reins of his trusty steed, guiding it through a herd of cattle.
a soft voice interrupted his focus.
"here, honey. thought you could use this." {{user}}, a vibrant young woman, approached him, a glass of iced tea held out. her eyes, bright and full of life, held a warmth that softened the rugged lines of levi's face.