Conchita's Eyes

By Allen Davis

Prologue

Had I known what I knew now I probably wouldn't have gotten involved in Wayne Masters’ personal affairs but I didn’t realize how complicated beautiful women are. I know now that this young man didn’t need any help with them. It’s too late to change what I got into motion now but I sure did learn a lesson or two.

I recall the first day I met Wayne Masters. He was hired on to help round up and brand the years new calves. The pay wasn’t much but he worked long hard hours with no complaints. He showed the interest that it took to become a cattleman but only needed a tutor. I became that teacher.

He learned the cattle trade quickly and I must admit that the young man had characteristics that reminded me of myself. I decided to take him under my wings and teach him everything I knew about being a cowboy.

But being young and restless as men all do at some stage he devoted a lot of his time with young ladies. There was one in particular that caught his eye more so than the others.
I was there the day that Nella first got his attention. It was obvious that she affected him like no other. I watched as their affection blossomed into flowers.

It seemed to me that they were meant for each other. Wayne just didn’t know it yet so I was disappointed when he left to work away from home. I was equally disheartened when I learned of the construction accident that almost ended his life.

I decided right then that it was necessary to bring Wayne home somehow and selling him the ranch just might do the trick.

Of course he would need a family too and being a cantankerous old man I had to do something to get him started. He had always wanted a small ranch of his own and I aimed to see that he got it along with a beautiful housekeeper as a bonus. It turned out to be more than I bargained for. I never experienced much of a love life but Wayne sure had and I really stirred things up.

It took a strong man to endure the trials and tribulations that faced Wayne after his return. I can’t think of another man that could pull off what Wayne Masters did. He faced tornados, floods, drought, and murderers. But the toughest battle was with the lost memory of the women in his past and he had plenty of those. Sure was proud of him.

From the memoirs of West Texas rancher Joe Reid

• Language: English
• Publisher: Allen Davis
• Release date: Apr 28, 2014
• ISBN: 9781311164759

Allen Davis

Allen was born in Midland, Texas. He graduated from Midland High School in 1971.He served in the U.S. Army for four years and was stationed in Heidelberg, Germany. After military service he worked in the oil industry in West Texas before beginning a career in the construction industry.Allen has lived in Germany, Mexico, The Peoples Republic of China, Korea and Venezuela.He has two beautiful daughters, Mandy and Stephanie, and two wonderful grandsons, Jace and CashAllen now calls Oklahoma his home.To learn more about Allen W Davis visit his Author's Page

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CONCHITA’S EYES

Published by Allen W. Davis

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Copyright 2014 Allen W. Davis

Special Thanks to Teresa Mitchell for her valuable contributions

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CONCHITA’S EYES

By Allen W Davis

Table of Contents

About Allen W Davis

Prologue

Chapter 1: Shadows of the Past

Chapter 2: Nella

Chapter 3: Under the Willows

Chapter 4: Coming Home

Chapter 5: Conchita’s Eyes

Chapter 6: Love Found

Chapter 7: Innocence Lost

Chapter 8: Aftermath of Brutality

Chapter 9: Memories Come and Go

Chapter10: A Little Miracle

Chapter 11: Dreams Approaching

Chapter 12: Hope and Fear

Chapter 13: Friends

Chapter 14: A Change of Heart

Chapter 15: Standing Alone

Chapter 16: Against All Odds

Chapter 17: An Awakening

Chapter 18: Blue

Chapter 19: Revelations

About Allen W Davis

Allen was born in Midland, Texas. He graduated from Midland High School in 1971.He served in the U.S. Army for four years and was stationed in Heidelberg, Germany. After military service he worked in the oil industry in West Texas before beginning a career in the construction industry.

Allen has lived in Germany, Mexico, The Peoples Republic of China, Korea and Venezuela.

He has two beautiful daughters, Mandy and Stephanie, and two wonderful grandsons, Jace and Cash

Allen now calls Oklahoma his home.

To learn more about Allen W Davis visit his Author's Page

Prologue

Had I known what I knew now I probably wouldn’t have gotten involved in Wayne Masters’ personal affairs but I didn’t realize how complicated beautiful women are. I know now that this young man didn’t need any help with them. It’s too late to change what I got into motion now but I sure did learn a lesson or two.

I recall the first day I met Wayne Masters. He was hired on to help round up and brand the years new calves. The pay wasn’t much but he worked long hard hours with no complaints. He showed the interest that it took to become a cattleman but only needed a tutor. I became that teacher.

He learned the cattle trade quickly and I must admit that the young man had characteristics that reminded me of myself. I decided to take him under my wings and teach him everything I knew about being a cowboy.

But being young and restless as men all do at some stage he devoted a lot of his time with young ladies. There was one in particular that caught his eye more so than the others.

I was there the day that Nella first got his attention. It was obvious that she affected him like no other. I watched as their affection blossomed into flowers.

It seemed to me that they were meant for each other. Wayne just didn’t know it yet so I was disappointed when he left to work away from home. I was equally disheartened when I learned of the construction accident that almost ended his life.

I decided right then that it was necessary to bring Wayne home somehow and selling him the ranch just might do the trick.

Of course he would need a family too and being a cantankerous old man I had to do something to get him started. He had always wanted a small ranch of his own and I aimed to see that he got it along with a beautiful housekeeper as a bonus. It turned out to be more than I bargained for. I never experienced much of a love life but Wayne sure had and I really stirred things up.

It took a strong man to endure the trials and tribulations that faced Wayne after his return. I can’t think of another man that could pull off what Wayne Masters did. He faced tornados, floods, drought, and murderers. But the toughest battle was with the lost memory of the women in his past and he had plenty of those. Sure was proud of him.

From the memoirs of West Texas rancher Joe Reid

Shadows of the Past

Wayne lay stretched out on the beach gazing up into the star-studded sky while listening to the children of the local native Indians dance around the huge communal campfire. Men played music on long wooden instruments resembling flutes but much larger. Others were following the happy rhythm on homemade drums of different shapes and sizes. The skins tightly stretched across the instruments were from various wild animals taken by these ancient people from the surrounding Orinoco rain forest of Venezuela.

Years before, Wayne Masters had toiled in the arid oilfields of the Llano Estacada, the high dry plains of West Texas. He had witnessed and survived the collapse of the oil industry, but barely. Caused by plummeting oil prices, the entire economy had collapsed taking fortunes with it as well as lives of men he had known that had chose not to face failure. When an opportunity presented itself to work in the construction industry he jumped at it. Ever since, he traveled to exotic foreign lands building new electric power plants. Now sixteen years later he was giving it up and returning to his childhood home to start a new life. This project in Venezuela was his last.

Shadows of the children were cast up against simple wood structures that these proud but poor people called home. Older women chanted unknown hymns that blended in with the laughs of barefooted youths with their waist long jet-black hair flowing into the breeze coming off the massive Lake Maracaibo.

Young olive skinned beauties had the duties of serving the adults a homebrewed elixir made of fermented coconut milk that had been stored in cool pits dug into the ground and covered with driftwood to keep animals out.

The Elder of the village led the celebration held