It was a blood moon cold night in late October in 1988. Halloween night. With my wife and daughter, I lived in a small cabin on a large ranch outside a small town in a cold valley in the mountains of Colorado, where the Blue and Muddy […]
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The four blasts from the northbound train’s air horn echoed along the hollow, pre-dawn morning. I had been awake for over an hour but had stayed in bed reflecting on how the day’s events might unfold. The four resounding blasts faded imperceptibly into the empty morning, replaced […]
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On the way home from delivering the letter to Beckett, I thought about her, and what I’d just put her through. I couldn’t get her out of my mind. But what had I put her through? It was the position that Noah had put me in, I […]
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