Beautiful Dreamer With Bonus Material - Plot & Excerpts
He could deal with the passionate needs of his body. But the passionate hunger of his mind for Hope was new to him, as deeply disturbing to him as the upwelling of molten basalt was to the thick crust of the earth. He knew that their shared silence, like the shared vision before it, held an intimacy that he could neither describe nor deny. Rio didn’t speak until he was in control of himself again. It took a long time. Much too long. “Most of the boundaries marked on my map of the ranch go something like ‘one hundred and twenty paces on a Montana horse’ or ‘twelve degrees northwest of Black Rock Wash,’ ” Rio said. His voice was practical, empty of visions, offering no more than the dictionary meaning of his words. “Homesteaders’ measurements,” Hope said. “Dad called them horseback estimates.” “They’re not a hell of a lot of use when you’re trying to figure out how to avoid drilling a well on someone else’s land.
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