The Hunt, the Hunters, and the Hunted The cocktail hour in the large living room at Ravensworth would have been overwhelming for Matt if Perry had not stayed close to him and been adept at including him in the various small chit-chat discussions just enough to make Matt feel like he was part of the discussion. Perry obviously was a favorite among this sophi...
"What? Studying on a beautiful Sunday morning?" Caught by surprise, Matt slipped the letter into the center drawer of his dorm desk and looked up at the door to see that his sometimes roommate, Perry Fitzhugh, was standing in the open doorway, dressed to the nines in his polo outfit. Matt hadn't even known what a polo outfit was—high leather boots rising to...
Since the 1930s my extended family has had a remote ranch in a hidden Colorado Rockies valley abutting Medicine Bow National Park south from Laramie, Wyoming. The mountain fasts there—almost alpine in environment—are majestic, but they can be raw and cruel as well. Our family raised cattle there and took timber off the mountainsides in a planned "thinning"...
My new job kept me flat out busy for the next few weeks, although I did make time to go back and have a repeat with Franco on one of my days off. The rest of the time I spent settling into my new apartment and trying to make it look like a home. The few meagre possessions I brought with me got lost in the new surroundings and I made a vow to visit one of the...
This story is a work of fiction, and simply a fantasy for your pleasure (Billy if you really are out there I want to know..LOL!). I love to hear from my readers. It is so great to get feedback and connect with people with like interests of all genders. Enjoy! Mary came into my office and said, "Come on sad sack tonight we are going out on the town. I need...
Jack Cranford himself picked me up at Denver International Airport in the Hunt's Ranch Range Rover for the nearly four-hour drive up into the Rockies to the northwest to the ranch. He had said it was no trouble because he had to meet the flight of another couple that would be lodging at the ranch. When we'd exchanged e-mails, he hadn't asked me why I was com...
My schedule over the last couple of weeks has been complicated by cutting wood in the local forest. Not that this is a complaint, as the weather has been ideal for doing such work, not to mention motorcycle riding. This meant that last Friday, after spending a couple of hours with a saw and unloading the results at home, when I entered the house, the clock s...
I have no idea how long the townhouse next door had been empty before someone noticed that the two women living there were gone. I did see the story in the local paper of the two women who drowned on Lake Stanley when their rowboat capsized and thought of it as both sad and a little weird, as no one was supposed to be out in a rowboat on Lake Stanley after d...
"Charlotte wants to do Florence and Venice and take a cruise in the Adriatic." "Sounds good. I'll take the butter please." "She doesn't want to go alone, but Andy has no interest in art at all." "No, he doesn't. That's for sure." "You'd probably be bored stiff too." "Yep, I would. Dinner's good—as always." "Thanks. They were just putting the kale out a...
Daniel began to regain consciousness at around 11 AM, he had woken but not yet opened his eyes. It seemed dark based on the light beyond his eyelids. When he did open his eyes, he saw that it was not dark outside at all but full bright sunlight in the back yard. His mouth tasted strange, salty, mild chlorine, like he had swallowed water from a salty swimmin...