Although there had been a spell of hot weather, this day in mid-May was fresh, and she was wishing she’d worn a sweater. But the sun was shining and soon the temperature would rise. All around her were signs of full-blown spring. The riotous flowers, the noisy nesting birds, the bright green leav...
In spite of the coyote, he’d been drawn back to the farmhouse. He had to tell the girl what happened. He couldn’t trust anyone else, and he would try until he succeeded. But a man—the man from next door who neglected his horses—was making a racket at the front door. The echoes of his fist against...
From the branches of the old oak, Bird watched as Randy carried out his bags and loaded them into the trunk of his car. Every once in a while, he stole a sad glance at Eva, who stood in the shade of the tree with Stuart. Randy didn’t deserve this, thought Bird. He had his faults but he seemed a d...