Dropped Dead Stitch
Dropped Dead Stitch
“At this altitude, nighttime temperatures still dropped to freezing. Mountain grass had to be hardy to grow in the canyon.
“Are we there yet?” Jennifer asked from the backseat for the umpteenth time.
“Almost,” Lisa replied as she steered around a curve. “In fact, we should be coming to the turnoff in a couple of miles.”
The road steadily climbed. Kelly saw signs of spring everywhere. Even the scrubby bushes had tinges of green showing in between the brown. Boulders pushed their smooth round shou...lders through the ground, where spiky grasses grew out of crevices in the rocks.
SUVs and cars sped by, kayaks strapped on top. Cars were pulled off to the side of the road—empty. No drivers, no passengers, kayaks stripped from rooftops. They were in the water already. Water thrill seekers out for the day, testing themselves against the fast-running current. Some wouldn’t return.
“Gorgeous, simply gorgeous,” Kelly repeated, watching the canyon slope upward. “This ranch really is high up.MoreLess
“Are we there yet?” Jennifer asked from the backseat for the umpteenth time.
“Almost,” Lisa replied as she steered around a curve. “In fact, we should be coming to the turnoff in a couple of miles.”
The road steadily climbed. Kelly saw signs of spring everywhere. Even the scrubby bushes had tinges of green showing in between the brown. Boulders pushed their smooth round shou...lders through the ground, where spiky grasses grew out of crevices in the rocks.
SUVs and cars sped by, kayaks strapped on top. Cars were pulled off to the side of the road—empty. No drivers, no passengers, kayaks stripped from rooftops. They were in the water already. Water thrill seekers out for the day, testing themselves against the fast-running current. Some wouldn’t return.
“Gorgeous, simply gorgeous,” Kelly repeated, watching the canyon slope upward. “This ranch really is high up.MoreLess
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