He blinked awake and gradually became aware that someone sat across the room on the ledge of the dark and empty hearth. He raised his head. You missed church, said Andrew. Andrew rested his chin on his knees, his legs pulled up close and his arms wrapped around his shins. I try to. ...
One of his boys rested his foot on a rock so he could lean the buttstock of his rifle on his knee and aim the barrel at heaven. The other held his across the crook of his arms with fingers folded over the magazine. “We have no idea, ma’am,” said LeFors, “if it’s your broth...