Itsgoghtime Stories

there's nothing like a Montana sky. nothing like the clouds that dance in the early cotton candy pinks of sunrise. nothing like the hint of daylight peeking over the mou...

one last look. one last look at that damnable inlet. but, even as he studied his horizons, she was there, ever watchful as she always was. this time, she appeared in the...

Lyle Wainfleet, all sure of himself and smiling. Hair on arms standing at attention, the steady beat of Roz's heart recognized him like coming home. Familiarity in his g...