The Mammoth book of Time Travel Romance
“He took off his hat and wiped the sweat from his brow before settling it back on his head. It was hot. The kind of hot that made you wonder if hell would be just as bad. Thinking about the heat wasn’t making this job any easier.He’d seen men who’d been in the water a while. Just like cows they would bloat up and then the skin would burst beneath the hot West Texas sun but this . . . it looked as though the body had been chopped up, randomly stuck back together, and then cooked in a pot until it melted into an indistinguishable blob. And that was before it got caught up in the flash flood that carried it down the canyon and left it half buried in the sand.He dropped down into a squat and gave it a closer look. Unfortunately for Rand, he recognized it, or maybe he should say a part of it. “Hell’s sweet heat!” His horse, Joe, twisted its ears at his curse and looked at him curiously.The face, what was left of it, bore a distinct scar that ran from a missing ear to the corner of its mouth.
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