“It’s getting late. She should be back by now.” Erik felt the same concern. Anne had been gone over an hour. The sky was beginning to cloud over, and when he returned from watering the cows he’d felt the chill wind that had replaced the previously warm afternoon breeze. Her thin cardigan would be...
Renata wiped the dog with a fluffy white towel, silently sending an apology to Caroline for the way she was using her good towels. “It must be crazy out there,” she said, trying to make conversation. “Yeah.” Renata had hoped for more of a response. She tried again. “Do you think it’s letting up a...