She nods slowly, letting the soft wool between her fingers ground her as she opened up to him. "When I was a little girl ... after my daddy died. My mama couldn't make enough money to support me, so she sent me to my uncle's ranch. One time I woke up in the middle of the night ... they were slaughtering the spring lambs. Looked a lot like these guys, but just little babies. They screamed, something awful. I used to hear it in my nightmares for years."