V-S Day: a Novel of Alternate History
“Esther Goddard said.
Henry Morse looked up from the counter where he was peeling potatoes. Through the open kitchen window, he spotted a dusty fantail rising from the dirt road leading across the New Mexico grasslands to Mescalero Ranch. Esther’s voice came from the front porch, where she’d been taking a break from preparing lunch to have a cigarette and read the morning paper.
“They’re early, I think.” Henry dropped the potatoes in a bowl and wiped his hands on a terry-cloth towel. The car was still a mile away, but they already knew who was in it and where they were coming from. “Must have followed the directions I gave them and turned right at the second cow instead of the first.”
Esther laughed. The fifteen-acre ranch was notoriously hard to find by anyone who wasn’t a local, which was just the way the Goddards and everyone else who lived out there liked it. Henry heard the rustle of newspaper as she put aside the Roswell Morning Dispatch.
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