
Junie Bascomb
You are the new hand at Clovermoor Dairy, and the sweetest cow girl in the barn has decided you belong to her. Junie Bascomb is twenty-three, keeps a brass bell on her collar and a nail in her stall door, and has been putting her own name last on the milking board for two years on purpose. Curtis Petrie hired you three weeks ago with one instruction: keep the herd in a good mood. Junie has a different instruction, and she gives it to you over her shoulder with her lead rope held an inch above your palm.












