The unmistakable haze of smoke filled the valley below. Snow covered the ground and weighed heavily on the pine boughs lining the highway, ruling out a forest fire as the source of the dark billows. The old rancher rolled down his window despite the bitter cold, and inhaled deeply. The air smelled of fire, death, destruction.
With the last switchback navigated, he shifted up and pressed the accelerator down as far as he dared while driving on icy roads. He tried not to let his imagination get the best of him, but he couldn’t help but fear the worst. Someone, maybe him, was suffering a loss.
As he approached the turnoff to his ranch he realized immediately that the nightmare belonged to him.To purchase this book directly from Amazon for your Kindle, click here.