“There’s St. Augustine.” Erin shaded her eyes and followed his pointing finger. In the distance she could see bumps on the western horizon. “Are we stopping there?” “Would you like to?” Erin nodded her head. “Yes. I think I’m going stir crazy, looking at your goofy face all day. I need to see oth...
Jay sat at the old Formica table and watched her, his face stern. She stopped abruptly and turned to him. "I can't believe you'd betray us," she snarled. "Grandma, there is no us. Only you and me. We're the only ones left." "The family! Your grandfather. Your poor mother! All dead because of Rose...
She felt the handle twist through her padded glove. The high whine of the engine mingled with Boone’s machine, shattering the quiet in the evergreen forest. Instead of driving to Weeping Woman Falls and hiking through deep snow, they trailered the snowmobiles to Camp Breakthrough and used the lod...
She recounted stories from her childhood and growing up in Eaton. She also told him about her freelance photography career and the offer to teach a college course. “Sounds like you have a good thing going here,” he observed. “I suppose. If you had asked me yesterday morning, I wouldn’t have agree...